SUFFERING FROM NOSTALGIA

I wake up in the morning..

as usual with a broad smile on my face

with a notion that nothing has changed..

my ears expecting to hear the same voices they are used to hear everymorning..

but all I hear is silence..

my ears console me and ask me to wait..

they ring sweet bells of the past mornings voices

when they see me losing my patience..

       

        "good morning shinni.. uth jaa raani beti"

"shinnniiii.... shinnnii.."

               "utho na... uthogii...??... stupid utho..ham bore ho rahe hain"

Voices which enlighten my day..

brighten my heart..bring a smile on my face.

And my dreamy bells are interrupted by a sweet,yet not that desirable voice of my roomie..

"Shivani..what time will you leave for office??" 

I ignore the voice and close my eyes and act as if I am still asleep..

smile gets snatched from my lips..they utter helplessly.. "papa.. ma... didi.."

get no answer from anywhere..

and another useless tear rolls down once again..

another morning without you three..

I don't like this new phase..

I don't like this change..

longing for your comfortable arms and protective shelter..

I don't want to lose on any more moments which I can spend with you..

All I want to do is just come back to you

Be again a sweet happy family as before..