I keep wondering

What you might think if you knew

What I feel for you


What I feel for you

All the time and everyday

With all of my heart


If you knew this, then

Would you say that you also feel

The same as I do?



Hey August,

Stay a little while longer, why don’t you? We can continue to have fun.

Sleeping till late and promising to adopt a proper routine soon everyday.

Eating junk food. Trying to control our junk food intake.

Being a complete potato couch.  Watching horror movies. Microwaving popcorn and being happy they didn’t come out burnt.

Talking to mom in the kitchen as she cooks. Dreaming about being as good as those kids in MasterChef Junior.

Feeling jealous of the people going abroad for studying. Watching little kids talking like smart adults.

Trying to write more than a couple of whiny tweets. Trying to read the books we bought. Being glued to our cellphone.

Buying pretty clothes. Trying to think of ways to pack them best. Making lists and plans.

Wanting to go to lunch with friends. Writing a bucket list. Putting everything off.

Dancing in the monsoon rain. Getting comfortable on the phone. Thinking things might be okay.

Feeling utterly confused and being too bemused to show it. Pretending we’re okay.

Being utterly terrified and too afraid to show it.

And if you don’t stay…If you go, you take it all with you…

Except the fear.

So take my hand and look me in the eye and tell me you won’t leave me. Tell me you won’t succumb to time.

Tell me you won’t leave me alone with my fear.

Tell me.

Please, August. Stay.

Cracking Up

I lay panting on the cold floor. My mini-workout had, like everyday, winded me.

And that’s when I saw it: a crack in the ceiling.

“Huh. I have never seen this crack before,” I thought to myself. “I wonder how long it has been there.”

And that’s when it hit me – soon, there’ll be a different ceiling to locate cracks on.

An entirely different view. All-new cracks.

First chink in the armor…