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Rambling on: misty colored memories

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

misty colored memories

she came like a cool breeze on a sultry afternoon

dressed in a shade of green so luminous that she appeared floating on air.

I sit next to the window the whole day waiting for her, looking back on it now, it explains my poor grades

“would you sing for us, naveed” she said to me once

her words hung in the air like musical notes whereas I, speechless, to learn that she knew me by name in a room full of boisterous kids

love affair with music is a tribute to her, every time the song is played i relive the thrill of singing for her

never will this memory fade or wither with time


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