shades...!

where did it all start...the fights the craving for space and the then finally the beatings?

it was all so rosy and nice in the beginging,
you waiting for me at the bus stop,
and i would bunk my afternoon classes to be with you
the long lazy afternoons, spent rolled up together smoking pot and making love.
sharing every wee bit corner of our lives with each other...our ambitions and our and fears.
the vulnerability and the jealously, the companionship and the trust.

end of collegue and the struggle to make a mark of our own, the first job and the salary, the party thereafter. the future that looked so bright and the need to stay together. where did it all go today?

the reality is a cold hospital room, two fractures and sixteen stiches...a policeman trying to ask me when did all this start?
what happened and why?

what am i to say, two decades of my life passes by my mind in a fraction of a second.
where did it all start?
and why did i let it linger so long?

battered wives and their psychology was a distant reality of which i knew nothing, and then one fine day i realized i was one of them!

when did it all start, a simple fight, a slap, a push a pinch, when did it all aggravate to something so serious, and fatal!

the love that receeded and the frustrations that grew between us
was it hatred or simple intolerance?
and what was it that i was waiting for so long...was i actually hoping that it would all end one day and things would change...i will be able to turn back time!!!

what was it i was waiting for so long?