Perched in a maze of stairs at an ancient stepwell, my friend had this distant look on her face! I couldn’t help but reflect..
In her tranquil mind,
Hidden in these stairs,
Wonder what she finds?
A steep descent,
The climb she braves,
A thirst in her soul,
The water she craves!
Curious with every step,
Revelation in every layer,
She’s Fascinated with the symmetry?
Or boundless depths they share?
A beautiful time spent with my friend in the mystical Thar desert of Rajasthan!
The imprint of impassioned tales,
And mystique in its vibe,
I want to see beyond the veil,
The dune that ciphers in its scribe!
Zephyrs and tempests romance the sands,
And time, the keeper of sagas,
A million stars that watch these lands,
While gypsies devise their ragas!
Such is its affair with footprints,
As life has with souls unmet,
Some fade away in the sunrise,
And some stay till sunset!