In The Autumn Of My Life

Prologue

The state of the atmosphere is too congenial - drizzling, temperature dropped - playful wind, air's cool, misty night. Open airy lone watered terrace - a chair at the corner to view the smoky sky, amidst the balm of soil from the planted pots. You delicate night have been a devil in charade - The emptiness you hold is filling as a soul who is ever searching. The sweetness and light is the girl on my right, in the distanced terrace taking a walk. The darkness with it all, muddled my apprised view of her - but who ever could have contained the ever throbbing heart.

There I was lost forever, trapped and without a choice. I gazed entrance upon her face, dusty dark streets I walked in, passing like fleeting dreams. The darkness is so serene yet absorbing, not to its grey but to the beauty beyond, reminding of those clustered happiness that once was believed. The allurement which once has lived and between those thoughts I saw you - clear as if it is present and never left.

I saw you after a long time. Just like this partly soften vision, our story too is half way through. The age keeps slipping off my hand. Our memories keep getting bleared. But they are fit in time, they stay in me and never slip away.

Barriers, limitations and boundaries don't ever recognise the language of love. Perchance, our relationship is left abridged. I just hope, someday these impediments that brought distance between us, will break away.