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Sunday, February 6, 2011

fading away...

Sometimes I wonder how I'd like to go down...Make a lot of noise? Or just sink without a sound?


As a child it was all unimaginable. Scary to say the least. I felt if ever I had to leave...I would make sure to make it felt. Now, how does one make her absence felt? When you are not there, how can you be felt? Way back then, it seemed simple. I thought I would be able to see what others did in my absence. And even hear what they said.

I imagined them cry and say..."ohh what a lovely girl she was...always with a smile...no stubborn streaks...always ready to please...".


Funny. Really. Now all I would want is to just fade away. Like the soft drizzle that stops after a heavy shower. Or how the bright hues of the rainbow slowly scatter away. Once there...moments later...gone. And once gone...it's impossible to imagine how it was there even a moment ago.

Yes, if you capture a photograph. Or create a painting. Or write it down to remember all the little details. One fine evening you might even reminisce about it.

Maybe how I want to be remembered...is through memories. Through a song I'd sung. Through a smile I'd shared. Maybe through the love I gave...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

:)

Sharmi Adhikary said...

Never imagined that I'd discover this sensitive streak in you. Lovely :)