I was on my evening walk or you can say a so called jog . Sun was setting here and rising at some other place. Trees were naked, asking me something , trying to tell me something but i was not able to understand.This below in the form of a poem i have been able to write as if a tree is talking to the Sun and i overheard their talk.

I am always there .

But you are not always there.

I remember and hold on to you.

But you forget and leave me alone.

I am always in darkness.

But you shower me with light.

Till the time you are there i am delight.

when you are not there loneliness is at its height.

But you promise to come again and i feel alright.

GAGANDEEP PARAS.

THANK YOU BABA JI. IT'S ALL YOUR MEHAR.