Bye Bye California...

You are walking past a door for the last time...

The click of the opening door handle, for once seems so conspicuous, and suddenly seems to trigger off a surge of feelings within you. You hold the door half-way; and look back at your place. Your chest seems to get clouded just as you turn. You try to gather as much of this place within your eyes, and hope that atleast the memories will stay forever as fresh as how you are looking at it now.And that you be willingly able to recall these in your mind anytime you wish to.
While you are still reluctant to let go of the door, you wonder, if you did justice to this place when you were here; whether you did justice with the time that you spent here.

You know that you are going to miss this place; if only for some time, but you will.

As you decide to let go, you know its more than a door that you are letting close, its a chapter of your life that you are closing...Moving on to the next chapter with fresh hopes as well as new apprehensions, and definitely with still moist memories of this closing chapter...

Comments

ishmi said…
does it sound cliched if I say 'beautiful writing' yet again?
:)
then I say...makes for wonderful reading! :)
September 25, 2007 at 8:33 PM
Ashu said…
Buddy,

Keep writing ...
September 25, 2007 at 11:44 PM
Ashu said…
Buddy,
Keep writing ...
September 25, 2007 at 11:47 PM
The Spicee Indian. said…
Adding Manas's comment from orkut:
I just took one more peek at your blog again today (after ages). And again I can't help but feel impressed. You have a way with words, man :). By the way, regarding the fracture thing, who is SN? I am trying to remember. I can do some karamchand-giri and find it out, but feeling lazy so asking you :)
October 8, 2007 at 7:50 PM
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