the vacant chair, the hole in the memory
where a word or a face should have been.”
Absent Muses
I dug into my bag yesterday looking for something insignificant. I found half a dozen ravalgon candies there. They have been lying there for quite sometime now. I remember distinctly when and where I picked them up. Also why.
They reminded me of you.
They were served after a big meal of steaks and iced tea, on a small steel plate. They were arranged around a kutty bowl which carried the bill. They were replacing the sugar coated saunf that generally comes along with it.
And I remember hesitating before picking them all. What would the people think? An old lady who loves plastic covered candies? But I fought that feeling. I picked them all.
Because they reminded me of you.
ah - how do you write so well?!
ReplyDelete@Raajii
ReplyDeleteIt all depends on the muse I guess. :) Thank you!
Amazingly written... A treat to read... Encore
ReplyDeleteGod Bless...
old?!?
ReplyDelete:-P
fantasies
@Inquisituve-life
ReplyDeleteThank you! :)
@Pure
He he he!