monsoon friend

The monsoons..It was raining all these days.
This time the rains brought along a new friend.
Totally unexpected.

My life has had a few of those, but this was special
A friend who was a replica of my own self.
My tastes, my views, my likes.. He had all.

We talked, we shared..We listened to songs.. 

Together.

The nights belonged to us
The anticipation of being in touch was great.
And when we talked, it felt as if we had been friends all along.
Rather, we were destined to be..
Though it was just weeks.

The silence of the nights, the breeze flowing in through my windows,

the murmur of rains, all were part of our friendship.

He once told, this relation is special.

the loneliness added warmth to our talks.

He was just unstoppable, cool, charming, bold, caring.

As time passed, I knew he had come to stay.
May be forever.

Then he had to go, and days ahead were a few.
Was it due to that, we gave those extra hours to our lives?
It was a new path. The stories just poured in.
We walked together through the maze of our lives.
It was a journey of life time.

And then the day before he had to go
We realised it was painful to say goodbye
But we had to part..and he went.
Eyes were wet and words were few.

Now, life is so silent.
The monsoon just went on, as if nothing happened..
The rain drops now have a story more to tell..