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The parallels

Will they ever meet?
An otiose question, don’t you think?
Maybe yes, maybe not.
Maybe God can make an aberration?
Hmm.
He can’t because
The parallels never meet my friend.

 

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Parting…

‚ÄčAt the junction,

Time came for parting ways,

Promises made to each other,

Not expressely but were implied.

Take care of yourself,

Food on time please,

These were the only 2 things 

She said it in her parting words

Expecting nothing in return…

Noticing the palpable tension,

“I will call you maa”

She felt relieved.

Taking a last look 

At her son,

CAPTURING his face 

Locking it in her memory,

Etching it in her heart…

She stopped her watch

Wondering whether it would stop 

The TIME ?

“Goodbye maa”.

She couldn’t reply.