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The person I Love The Most



THIS IS TO THE PERSON I LOVE THE MOST. WHEN I NEEDED, I JUST USED TO CALL OUT ‘DOST’. THEY WERE THERE RIGHT AT THE CORNER, HELPING HANDS, THAT WAS ALWAYS THERE. IN SLEEPLESS NIGHTS & PAIN OF FEVERS, IN LOSSES FULL OF SORROWS & TEARS.

BE IT SUN-DRYING THE CLOTHES I WASH OR MOVIES AND DATES, THEY LEND THE CASH. THE LAST NIGHT MUGGING UP THE BOOK, OR IN THE MORNING “ABE! KAISA HAI MERA LOOK”. THE ‘CHAI KA TAPRA & THE ADDA’, “DEKH WOH LADKI TERE PE FLAT HAI, PAKKA”.

THEY GAVE THE TIME & SUPPORT TO FALL IN LOVE. GOT ANGRY “DOST TU ITNA BADLA KAB”? THEY KNOW OUR FEELINGS & DOES UNDERSTAND, IF I WERE A SAND CLOCK THEY ARE THE SAND. IF SAND IS LOST I LOSE MY EXISTENCE. CAN’T HOLD IT LONGER, SANDS FLOW GOT NO RESISTANCE.

WE DREW APART OVER TIME FROM EACH OTHER, I CAN’T PAY BACK THE LOVE YOU GAVE ME BROTHER. IF MOTHER’S LOVE CAN’T BE REPAID, SO IS FRIEND’S LOVE, WHICH HE GIVES UNSAID. IT IS SO HEAVY THAT YOU HAVE LOADED ME WITH, I FEEL SO WEAK & MY HEART PAINS UNDERNEATH.

I WAS NOT THERE AT YOUR HAPPY MOMENTS, NOR WAS I THERE TO HEAR YOUR SAD LAMENTS. I WAS SELFISH & SO MEAN TO YOU, YOU KEPT QUIET THOUGH, AS A FALLING DEW. STILL, YOU WERE THERE WHEN I NEEDED, BUT I MISSED MY CHANCE WHEN YOU BIDDED.


THE FRIENDSHIP IS PRECIOUS I UNDERSTAND.

WITHOUT THEIR PRESENCE LIFE’S DESERTED LAND.

THE SAND IS FLOWING, LIFE IS ROLLING AHEAD.

SO MUCH TO REGRET, SO MUCH UNSAID

I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU TILL MY BLOOD IS RED

“BAS! YE DOSTI HUM NAHIN TODENGE – TILL DEATH BED”



©MANAH

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