Are you listening

"Take control of my mind, body and soul". I whispered again. Holding a pen and paper. I called him again and again, alone in my small yellow room. I played this game before, for others, who travelled far. Are you listening, I have loosen my conscious, my logic, my existence. I am calling you for write on my behalf. Whatever untold. Whatever unheard.

What did you felt when you flung in the air almost 20 feet, did you able to remember your daugher for a sec, she must have kissed you to say goodnight. Or just nothing. How you realised its not you anymore. Its only you few minutes back. Wearing your favourite jeans and t. You wanted to have a tatoo. You wanted to have a nest. You wanted to see me in Bangalore. But you never wantd to see how it feels to kiss the asphalt. So what made you do so?

I'm expecting you, I'm just waiting to open the door so we can sit for a drink or two.

You stupid, always so unpredictable, you never said you are in a hurry to catch the flight. You didn't called up, you must have lost your mobile again or you made some good friend over there. Like always, sitting and planning for your new trip.

Listen I'm expecting you, I need to tell you few things, I just can't wait forever, I'm ready to open the door, take control of my body, mind and soul. I will meet you soon, we will sit for a drink or two. You always told me the stories of those mountain that i never visited, the birds I never saw, you never told me how are you doing over there. I need to know. Its been long I'm waiting to hear you.