We both can’t see each other
And the longing exists.
Miles away from each other
But the bond exists.
Two friends, two companions
Yearn for those hope-filled words
Yearn for the walks with random talks.
The one sitting here is gazing at empty space
Hoping for just a glance of her
Hoping, she would come and utter a few words
I will be content with just a few
But just a few is a costly affair
As I continue to sit and stare
Empty spaces with maharaja on the backdrop
Meticulously cooking paneer pakoras.
Today is not one of those joyful days
I miss us and the waiting prevails.