A Strong Guilt
A STRONG GUILT... Happy Birthday Pawan I don't remember the reason for our fight Not even, how the quarrel ignite The fight between us preceded further As I slapped my only loving brother He made it sure didn't talk to me anymore. It miffed me more, than before It was our ego and rage that clashed Tears, of both of us, splashed Silence between us made me so sick I recalled the past and became nostalgic It was April 8, When I first saw him with snow white legs and closed fingers As like the aroma of a sleeping beauty lingers I was moved by his open mouth and glowing charm So delicately, I took him in my arms I kissed him on his soft cheeks Those days, he was cute and I was meek I took pride of being an elder brother those days I used to cry when others pretended to take him away I came to the present scenario in the meanwhile Remembering his baby face gave me a short