You are on your way back to Kolkata.
The story of 8 months will always be a story to you.
Some reality to me and some moments to us.
You were like the darkness.
The darkness of the midnight.
When you kissed me, I felt the love
When you said “I love you too.”
The first time I got love in this 25 years.
I have loved you in silence.
The darkness of the room, the moon
and the mid night city knows how we look together.
Nobody else knows us.
There is no story about us.
Nobody has written a song for us.
But today when you are going back.
Just keep me somewhere in your memory.
I will be there silently.
Just the way I loved you.
Secretly, amidst the silence of midnight.