Quiet amusing it is,
People whom we never knew,
We spent time for a while,
In a story of its own, we become a part,
The rendezvous is really short;
But, the moments
Mark their footprints in our heart.
Different lives, different tales,
Interact for a little while.
On the life’s journey, we share a small walk;
It’s neither the bond of blood,
Nor the bond of any relation,
Just a little encounter, for a little while.
As time goes by, I think of that moment,
Wondering how destiny writes its plot.
I, who would have never met you,
Met you in a strange phenomenon.
That small moment of truth,
And the moments are still embarked in my heart.
All that gave a wish, to meet you again,
In a better situation this time.
Just to touch your feet
And seek your blessings.
Have your hand on my head,
And I can feel the warmth
That I felt when I had held your hand.
I wish I could meet you…
Rest in peace Dadiji !
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