Today when I stepped
outside my door
after so many days…
weather seems to be numb
cold breezes blowing by
and thoughts of you
came as they drizzled me
like the first shower
that comes after days
waiting of harsh
summer evenings,
as seasons change by
I keep craving for you…
like the crazy owl
that sits on the
branches of the
decade old banyan tree
that stood apart
at the chowk of my galli.