യാത്ര

വീണ്ടും ഒരു യാത്ര... എനിൽ നിന്ന് അകലേക്ക്... ഓരോ യാത്രയും വേർപാടാണ്,  വേദനയാണ്, വിരഹമാണ്, മരണമാണ്. 

Reshma

Saw her on a train journey. She was traveling with her mom. The mom looked strange and a bit crazy for no reason. They did not have reservation in the AC coach. So were traveling standing near the toilet hoping to get a seat allotted enroute.  Fed up sitting, I walked to the door. What struck me was the weirdness of mom, possibly due  to the strange color combination of her clothes? Conversation ensued. Reshma was standing next to her. I knew something was wrong with her. But whenever I turned my face to look at her, she sensed my intention, turned her face towards me, connected with my eyes and smiled....a brilliant, million dollar smile...A smile that I couldn't break away from. Like an animal caught in bright headlights, I couldn't see anything other than the bright light of her smile.
Eventually she sat a row behind me. A beautiful, smart, fashionable teenager...And her mom sat few rows in the front.
At destination as train was pulling in, they were standing at the door ready to alight, ahead of me. Reshma jumped down from the train on both legs and limped away...with her mom.

Reconnect...

Yeah, I have been away... away from myself mostly. Hence the break. It took time... to recall the procedure to  reconnect. But, happy to. Now.