i dont know .. how to name it?

It was very noisy and crowded; they sat facing each other in silence and looked into each others eyes with smiles. They had loads to speak and loads to express, but all that was running in their mind was that they needed to get out of this place. Weekends always witness a fully crowded ambiance where ever you go, so they decided not to go to any conventional place. They just decided to walk in the silent residential lanes of the city. They set out on this night walk . . . .

The night was very romantic. The full moon subtly radiated and aura of warmth through the darkness of the cold night. The zephyr was lilting and dancing through the spaces. They walked for a while talking about so many things that both don’t probably even remember today, simply because what was said was what was “not to be” and what was not said was what was “to be”. They walked slowly down the lane in silence after some while, breathing heavily and in anxiety. One of them clasped the hand of the other suddenly; there was a streaming rush of warmth throughout their bodies and they came closer to each other. Their bodies mingled with each other with a magical bliss and they caressed each other to the depths of their souls. They walked slowly and stood for a while, looked into each other with tears in their eyes. They hugged each other tightly and kissed each other with a passion that cannot be spoken for.

They hoped that the night ran into eternity, but practicality had its due course to play. They decided that they have to leave to their houses. They part with great difficulty.

Why do people meet? Why do they part?

What is love .. of life. . what is thou art?

What is passion? What is pain?

What is reason? What is insane?

What is happiness and what is joy?

When all I can think of is you and I!

Why do I feel you next to me?

What was it that had bonded us?

That warmth still caresses my heart!
My body and soul still tremble for thee!

The distance between us and the differences ruled upon us

For togetherness and love was not meant to be

I know we are different and never again bonded together

Because I am alone and alone shall I be

What was it that had brought us to oneness and joy?

Was it meant TO BE OR NOT TO BE??

Many alien questions still dawn upon them now and then and later fade away into the abyss of regularity. They smile for each other and cry sometimes too, but will never love one another the way they did once!

The evening has set and there is cool breeze . . . . . . . its drizzling too in an unknown yet soft rhythm .. . . . tears just drop from the inner eye . . . . and in this moment of loneliness and emptiness there is a strong dance of love . . . . . . . like the flames of the candle dance to the wind, in the solitude of darkness .. to the rhythm of silence . . to the reality that prevails always.. to be or not to be . . .