The Impassive Tree, Far Afield The Bridge.

To the same degree a child with a bunch of books inside a obese school bag, packed  with  the love and affection of mother in a lunch box, in a crowded bus, where the driver shares his seat to a co-traveler,  those chirps from young college ladies, the hymns and laughs of the lovebirds, the smiling faces , the pleasant mornings…. I enjoyed … kid to teen...The joyous minds of the residents, Thiruvananthapuram… my first love…

Someday, I acquainted with this Tree on my routine travel, seized my attention with the beautiful unfurl branches and leaves. The flowers, shared throughout it, as the soothing panorama of the stars and the sky. The water in beside river, she parts it into two streams. Oh! Beauty… Sedates me… Closed my eyes… Peace… Peace… Peace… 

Each Day my glare made her happy I feel. Her thoughts comes to my mind, I believe she blooms only for me. No wonder you are on my verses n mind. I see you holding close the earth to you, I see you hugging the air, the melody that is in my ears.

Years later, at this point of my life I recognize you are the same to me and the rest who admire you. You change only for the seasons and not for us. You change only for him. The colour of your passion for him changes times a year, still the greatness remains the same.  Be there for me till the end of my life, one day when I pass by, I feel no discontent in your absence there.


 The water is a barrier for me at the bridge to you and the same is for me with seasons and you. I wait till you echo my love, till then, you are the “Impassive Tree”  far away from the bridge.

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