Well, I am at it again. Honestly, I couldn't find the time to write, because of my so called "Job" but got some time off so.
Not gonna go anywhere philosophical this time. Or maybe.
This one is actually just about a small poem I had written a while back. Do I have the poem with me? No. Do I remember the poem? No. Has anyone ever read it? Quite a few. Where is it? Help me find it!
So occasionally I tend to write poetry. I have written hundreds for "someone" which cannot be found now, but this one was not for that. It was for a friend I had lost in an accident. And just like that friend I also lost that poem. What I most regret about it was, I found out about her a week later, and it happened close to my place and she was admitted to a hospital next to my society.
She was the liveliest person you could ever meet. And trust me, I am not joking, or talking her up. She would walk in the room, and people would want to smile, want to dance and be happy. She could take a trodden leaf, and turn into flower. And we lost her. We used to call her Patty. No particular reason, just using some of the letters from her name.
So, one day, I wrote something for her, to dedicate it to her memory. I posted it on this website called DeviantArt (quite amazing). It was public for quite some time. And being quite fond of her, it was something I would want to read again and again. But I mistakenly deleted it, with the fear of particular "someone" finding out. And I couldn't recover it ever.
Do you realize how sad it is? I erased a memory, I wanted to keep forever, just because the situation felt different, because of someone or something temporary.