Interpreter of Maladies
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
When old memories crop upWhat if you are going through a pile of old letters and discovered one that you wished you never did. There are people you meet and forget- who meant a lot to you when they were around, but differences, misunderstandings, took them away. Memories like this are not welcome to your mind as it has now made a new world of its own- sans those people. So what do you do..keep that letter back where it was? or try to search that person on orkut? or write a mail of "remember me"? Maybe write a verse..
Could we be friends again and wish we never split apart
Burn down the walls that we build over time
Hope for things to fall back in place
Never make the same mistake
Yet, from the mould of memories, can you siphon out the hate and the anger
the bickerings and the harsh words, that made you a complete stranger
would you trust me again, and confide in me
and would I leave myself in your hands, forever, safely
We will be friends, but distant ones
and I will hope I will never have to face you again
We will talk but keep the past out of it
and shirk if its brought up just for old times' sake
Is it worth picking up the split glass then..
I will hurt my fingers in the act again
and maybe it will make me fonder for you
but is it possible to forge shattered memories.
I can build up my hopes in understanding you
But will you really understand me
maybe you will laugh at my sentimental mumbo jumbo, and break the shards of memories
Yet I want to give you a chance, which I did not when we turned away
Because, who knows, you might still be writing such a verse at your end.
