Shall We Meet?
- Nandita Gaur
- Sep 11, 2010
- 1 min read
She was there; I felt the warmth of her existence. And I wanted it to be permanent. My spirits uplifted.
I was floating; I heard the music in her voice. And I wanted it to be perpetual. My heart longed.
She was hiding; I sensed the truth of her entity. And I wanted it to be real. My search deepened.
I was anxious; I dialed the number of her cell. And I wanted it to be correct. My call dropped.
She was reachable; I tried the connection again. And I wanted it to be good. My line connected.
I was happy; I asked the question, “Shall we meet?” And I wanted it to be “Yes”. My plea granted.
She was coming; I recited the prayers from my heart. And I wanted it to be honest. My wait ended.
I was calm; I checked the sanctum of my body. And I wanted it to be special. My environ lighted.
She was here; I watched the grace of her presence. And I wanted it to enwrap me. My gaze fixed.
I was still. I joined the hands in worship. And I wanted it to be everlasting. My breath stabilized.
She was hugging. I quivered at the touch of Divinity. And then there was nothing. The self liberated.
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