Feels like suddenly I’m helpless,
In the wake of the minute hand of the clock,
One evening not talking, not laughing with you…
Feels like heaven’s broke and rained rocks.
Why is it that so suddenly in just seven days,
You’ve become so important to me?
Why hadn’t we met before?
Now you make me think.
Is that what soul mates are like?
Like one meets the other half,
And then, suddenly, they’re one.
So much has changed since the hour we met.
And ever since then, I haven’t been myself–
But a stronger, bolder and wiser me.
Then can I call us soul mates?
I don’t know of that, as of yet.
But it was exactly a crowd that we first met,
So, maybe my epiphany still counts…
And we just happened to stumble upon each other.
I had a hundred reasons ready,
Excuses that spare me from going that day.
I overslept, and then my dress too wasn’t ready.
My hair wasn’t washed and poor me,
Instead of a petty-coat, I wore pajamas under my saree.
But still it worked, until it rained bullets.
My heels raised on five inched blocks,
I was forced to hunt for three wheelers on foot.
Windblown hair and dancing stupid unskilled bihu.
I don’t know how it started, but the way you guarded my heels,
Letting me dance as much as I wish, sure did touch my heart.
That you weren’t much that into the stoner den, like I was,
But kept experimenting with your camera, like I do with mine.
And now three weeks have passed,
But that memory’s still alive.
Like a little sixteen year old, you make,
My heart go out, on a roller coaster ride.
Little, little jokes, and secrets, planetary homes,
Like a game of snakes & ladders increasing in progression.
With your little innocent smile, you made me grow past
The pains I have endured in my battle-worn life.
Maybe that’s what soul mates are made for,
To stitch each other’s sore wounds up.