December 12, 2008
20 years have passed from the day i first got her mail.Anya,the angel in my life.She had mailed me to ask if she could recite a poem of mine for a poetry contest.She recited my poem and won too.I still remember her smile in the pic she sent me later.she was a college student then.Over years, we mailed each other regularly.. of our days,our dreams, our ideas.. Only thing where we differed was rain.She loved it though it mostly snowed in her part of the world.. I hated it specially coz it rained anytime in bangalore..
But i still wrote poems on rain for her whenever it rained.I got drenched for her when she could not. I even taught her to make paper boats for her kids.We shared a bond which was beyond words and feelings.When my first book of poems was published,she designed the graphics for all the pages for free.And i wrote all the love poems she dedicated to her lover.She made my wedding card and i wrote her wedding vows.Life was just perfect all these years.We were like soul sisters.2 years back,I invited her to attend the book launch of my tenth book in my city.It was a collection of all my rain poems.She agreed.We both were so thrilled and so were our families.
Then we met.almost like schoolfriends catching up after long.I had deliberately arranged the book launch in monsoons.And God graced us with a whole week of rainfall.The long walks under colorful umbrellas,the road-side tea sessions and the drive among green lanes of my hill town.She loved it all and so did I.
Today she is being buried and at her last request,here is my dedication to her :
i bury deep in heart,
never to revive again.
they shower my dry thoughts,
giving birth to a sweet pain.
Heat and cold
like the way they punish me
for being the selfish me at times,
they rescue me from the crowd,
only time i walk a lonely line.
they paint a happy life
for the people i know not.
its a canvas for sorrows,
from the day you left me alone.
Love you soul Sister :)
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