When the chords strike in the heart,
With a lovely voice that lingers in ears.....
When the drops of rain melts your pain,
With tears of yesterday streaming away…..
When the laughter gleams in your eyes,
It tells you had a great time, even for a while….
When the beats of Tabla strike a note,
With the wounds that open up and slowly close…..
When the piercing sun shines from dull clouds,
Telling you there is a tomorrow, a smile to be found…..
When you see two friends tease each other,
With great fondness, you recall your own……
When the soft sitar sways your mind,
Reaching the heart, it plays the button ‘rewind’…..
When the dear one goes away,
Without bidding adieu, a freedom you just gave……
And with a smile, sad and sweet, to yourself you say,
“Dear friend, no grudges from me”,
“Our time was great!”