You remember love
The advice of all these people
Our parents in their anxious tone
That humble chowkidar at the mall
That fake accented receptionist at
the hotel lobby
That sleep-deprived cab driver
Was exactly the same
“It’s
very late, Ma’am”
“It’s
very late, Sir”
You remember
How childishly
We replied the same to all of them
“We
are just leaving in 5 min”
Strangely time comes to an unexpected
halt
When we are together
Those wonder hours
Never pass like time on a clock
I don’t think
Our love can be mapped
On the face of any clock in the
world
With restless hands to mark
Seconds, minutes and hours...
I believe
Our meetings are outside any time
zone
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