There will be those days, when your spirit would grip your chest, forcing you to stay in bed. But, attending to those negative thoughts would be futile. So you’ll have to get up.
There will be those nights, when your worn out eyes will force you to shut off those doors. But, that cold moon outside your bedroom window will not let you fall sleep.
There will be those moments, when a knife would twist itself deep into your soul. But, the beating heart and the throbbing head, would keep you alive.
When you’ll become a part of this world, your little eyes will sparkle just like those stars around the moon. Your soft hands will hold my finger and feet will step onto mine, while learning to walk. Your anklet will make sweet and melodic sound, when you will cling to my shadow…
And then you will grow up.
I might not be there to wipe your tears. But the handkerchief bearing the embroidery of your name, will still be there.
Maybe, my tender arms will not be there to provide you warmth and comfort, you once used to feel within my arms. But the blanket we’ve shared since you were a baby, will still be there.
I might not be able to answer your call or my voice won’t reach your ears. But, all the voice notes I’ve been recording since a long time, will be there in a folder on the desktop.
Maybe, when you will wear that beautiful silk saree, I’ll not be there to look at and embrace you tenderly. But, all those clothes we’ve bought together since you’ve become a part of my life, will surely be there in suitcase kept in my room.
Forgive me, my dear, if I’ll get late from work on fewer occasions. But, the dinner will be there in the microwave and the CDs of our favourite movies will be there in the shelf.
No matter where you are, I will always be there to support and empower you. My love, you will never be alone.
Spinning Letters 