Fault In Our Stars

I think.. I think about love.. I think about life... I think about my passion and I think about my wife.. I think about the meetings.. I think about her charm.. I think about the dreams and I think about that farm... The farm used to have a tree in the middle, we used to sit and cook on a griddle.. While sitting and eating, we used to plan.. Under the sun, she used to get a tan.. Lying on my lap, she used to say.. Love me more and make me stay... Running behind her, I used to fall.. She used to laugh and I used to crawl... I knew one day, she has to go.. The laughs will fade so I wanted it slow... And then one day, she left me alone.. it blew me up, without backbone... Sitting near her grave, today I think... the moments we spent together, will never sink... Tears roll down as I write her name, she gave me strength, she gave me flame.. Walking alone down the street, I think about her eyes.. I think about the time and how it flies... She must be happy, up in the sky, I don't have a choice but just to sigh... I think about love.. I think about life... I think about my passion and I think about my wife.. Love has got no boundaries, no bars.. But definitely, there was a fault in our stars...

By: Sritama Banerjee

When I Became Your's

Sitting on a chair and thinking about you.. Thinking about the reasons that got me blue.. All chit chats and the fights that we do.. Little do I say, as I don't have a clue.. Why do we fight when we love even more, to get the answer I dig my core.. Core says baby it happens when you love, keep the ego aside and him all above... Keeping things in place, I said to myself; core is right and I will excel.. Pick up the phone and drop him a message.. Walk down the street and through the terrace.. Agreeing to the core, I ran towards his home.. People were astonished as I forgot to comb...
My head got a spin when I saw him coming, forgot all the pain and started humming.. I gave him a hug and forgot all the stress, I guess he smiled and looked at my dress... Laughing he said what's up with the red skirt, oh well, I said, it's to skip the dirt... Laughing down the street, we went back home, promising he said I won't leave you alone... Then I realized something about life, it requires passion to keep it alive... Not all is about moments of joy and love.. its also about moments of fear and shove.. That's how I perceive it now, live and love freely and take a bow...

By: Sritama Banerjee