I saw the beautiful scenery
I knew i wanted it hanging on my wall


I heard her singing 
I knew i wanted the voice to get echoed in my room


I admired the colored soaked canvas
I knew i wanted my thoughts to be painted the very same way


I read her prose
I knew manuscripts would be lying on my table


I saw, heard, admired and read...
But i din't do was to listen to the voice 
The voice grumbling deep inside me
If only i had done that...if only if only...


Listen to your inner self...
Let the silence come out....


"Teri is baat ne humko hairaan kiya"