Existence....

Days are passing...
in search of Existence...
Days are passing...
In closed room looking out of window...
I feel sun..I feel Its rays...

all in search of existence...

I hold back... to solve the puzzle..
Puzzle of annoyance, puzzle of ego...

I hold back

I paint it black... I paint it white...

I paint it... the color I like...

the puzzle is same the puzzle is unchanged...

I see my hand via the rays...

I see orange...

See what I see..... feel what I feel...

Touch me and see what you feel...

the fight of existence remains via out the days...

days pass... in search of existence....

I see my self marching on the land of sand...

where dunes form and deform...

where I see my shadow follow my steps....

oh! my silhouette... make your own way...

follow your dreams... with the days of existence...

as days are passing...

passing in search of existence...

Sayan...

I write this for my best friend...
I miss u Oh! my sweet friend..
Its just been few months that you decided not to talk to me...

But these months seems ages..

I am Going... In the defense of nation...
I don't know when I will get to see you...
the deed which I did... I am sorry for that...

Just once... My friend... talk to me...

I keep awake all night and my days pass thinking of you....

What shall I say... which will soften your heart soon...

I miss you my best friend...
There is no one but just you...

I will leave on 6th of oct...
Will wait for your call... will wait to meet you...
just once call me...

tease me the way you use to...

you n you are the only one I call my best friend...

these days are taking toil on me...

I miss climbing those stairs with you...

your hand pulling mine to climb them fast... fast as you do...

Sayan... I wait for you on those stairs...

I want you to hit me back when I do....

I have nothing to say just this I MISS YOU....

Do you get this...

Its been ages n I have to leave...
Come na... please come...

Meet me once before I leave....

I don't know what is space...
But this space is now killing me...

Sayan.... I miss you suar...
You swine....

Will you come...

to tease me... to take treat....

to smile and crack joke together...

in that same bloody red ESTILO....

I wait.... on those stair case....