Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Nameless here forever more

Hers was the first face I saw everyday. And the times she wouldn't be there when I woke up, before the panic rushed in, I'd let my hopeful fingers run on the pillow. Her note was always there if she wasn't.

'Call....will be back'.

'The milk... will be back'

It didn't matter what the words said. My just-flickered-open myopic eyes hardly read what was written. The starchy feel of paper and her voice in writing was all that mattered.

And when I left, I forgot to leave behind the habit. Fingers that sought disappointment. And found it.


17 Comments:

Blogger djnair said...

Hi dear..
mother...sister..or friend??

7:30 AM  
Blogger greenhorn said...

the picture speaks always but with pauses just like the words always with pauses.....pause like a cushion to absorb something and to let go sometime later that which absorbed...may be may be not.. but its nice that the picture speaks otherwise could the words hold on their own...

9:47 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Djnair: Shhh... Ask no questions n I'll tell no lies.

Greenhorn: Dunno... maybe they would. Maybe they wont.

12:45 AM  
Blogger Sudarshan. A. G. said...

Thoughts from the other side?

'Call....will be back'.

'The milk... will be back'

'We'll never turn back', said she

1:07 AM  
Anonymous one among the crowd said...

hi poornima,

...and what lies at Ground Zero is a mass of dreams alongwith broken (shattered is it?)....will be back!

short and sweet...

11:50 PM  
Blogger Samyak said...

I'm a fan!!!

12:29 PM  
Blogger BaKfIrE said...

Would he be thinking like that...?
strange is the thing called memories...for some it can be erased in single sec...for others it lingers forever!

12:13 AM  
Blogger aks said...

hey sweetheart...a beautiful one.....like tat beautiful person...

4:42 AM  
Blogger Chaitra said...

I guess everybody has their own thing to look for when they wake up...somebody's face, a photo, familiar voices... or just some familiar feelings :) !

10:11 AM  
Blogger trishna said...

fingers are hopeful cause the mind is. and the disappointment to is the creation of the mind.

6:15 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

when will u b bak

11:43 PM  
Blogger dharmabum said...

we get what we seek

9:49 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Sudarshan: Its the same 'she' who said she wont turn back, who neevr did. There are many other 'shes' out there dear!

OAC: Shattered alright.

Samyak : :)

Bakfire: He n she think not alike.

Aks: :)

10:27 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Chaitra: Comfort in familiarity, yes.

Trishna: Its always the mind's fault I say!

Anon: Today! :)

Balu: Thats what even I said! :P

10:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Its not myopic eyes I suppose...

10:45 PM  
Blogger Sudarshan. A. G. said...

Ya, I guess.. But it seemed pretty complete to me this way :) .

Virtuous circle, vicious circle.

9:59 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

we get what is available..............

3:53 AM  

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