this letter does not stress you more. I need to tell you to stop stalking me
from work to home and back. I think you have become obsessed by me otherwise
how it would be possible for you to follow me even while I am brushing my
though it sounds yet you are everywhere. You end up making me confused &
scared. Scaring me for what I am, how I look, walk or speak. Nagging me to do things in the ways you like,
preaching me your own cynic ways of self-help, yelling at me for not
compromising for favors. Mocking me for trying something new even something
small like a new dish I try to cook, you are there to spoil it. Are you crazy
or vying to become the omnipresent God?
stop trying to befriend me although your tactics have garnered you many
followers and many have even given their life for you yet be sure I am not one
of them. Though earlier I had a fling with your elder brother “Depression” who,
I must say is more attractive than you are.
And I …
Have you ever met a "Soulful Stranger"? A stranger whose eyes met yours while crossing the street, or someone who just gave back something you lost mid-way, someone who brightened your dull day with a beautiful smile or someone who complemented you for something you really needed to hear that day, an encounter that felt a little weird as if you have known that person before. An encounter that was brief but intimate and your heart knew that it meant something even if you would never see that person again.
If you met such a stranger than I am sure that the below lines would really connect with your concealed thoughts...
His eyes held me for a moment, And that momentwas quiet long, So long that everything came to a standstill, And stillboth of us were just strangers.Strangerswho just saw each other in a crowded place, A place we must have crossed many times, But that day, time itself chose to halt
a little, And little did I know anything about
those “soulful connections” before, Unti…