Saturday, July 24, 2010

Days of my longing

Do you remember the days of wine and roses, days of impossible longings, days trembling monsoon rains, days of sudden breeze across the northern shore, days of sparkling sunsets in Nainital, days of silent nights lit up by thousands of lamp’s during Dusshera, days of waiting for buses in remote highways, days of stormy evenings in Sikkim, days of long walks in steep mountain slopes, days when I longed to hold you in my arms and never let you go.

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