She and Me.

She came upon me with a beautiful smile.

It jus another friday morning. Blank monitors. Long mails. Lines of code.
I sat there mousing my fingers over the mundane mousePad . Wondering whether my fingers would erode over the years. Soon, I would be one year old! Jus one year? It seemed long. And it has already left me wondering, alone and unheard.

Then , she came upon me with a beautiful smile. Suddenly and happily.


I looked at her and my mind took to a different plane. If only I could make her mine! If only!
I was longing. Yearning. Dreaming. Not hoping.
With her, I would travel across the world.
Breaking the chains that have bound me all my life.
Take with me no one but myself.
Feel my self. Live my self.
And Realise myself.


I tried hard. I hurt myself.
But, the chains were hard to break.
I was tired. It would not let go.
I protested. I pleaded. I begged.
I yelled. I blamed. I sweared.
I was tired. Tired of trying all my life.
I cried.

And, I let her pass.


Others called her an Opportunity.
I called her My Spirit. My own freedom.
She was to be my first breath of fresh air.
An air of a different world. A world that would be mine.
Where, I would be mine.


I have let her pass.



Today, another Friday morning. Blank monitors. Longer mails. Lines of code. She was no where to be seen.



I have let her pass.