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YOU AND I...


I : I never see you. Yet I trust you. Who are You ?

You (smiles,then looking straight into my eyes) : You really want to know ?
Peep into your soul for once.
You'll find me there, pining for you. 
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rainboy said…
Your soul...your spirit... That is 'YOU' You listen too.
April 28, 2010 at 12:21 AM
Thousif Raza said…
sweet and cute :)

take and keep writing...........
April 28, 2010 at 12:17 PM
Tulika said…
Beautiful.

And it reminds me of my poem "Infinity".
It's lovely Anwesa di. :)
April 28, 2010 at 12:29 PM
Priya Joyce said…
Ahhh very beautiful!

and yeh the template too :)
April 28, 2010 at 1:54 PM
joie de vivre said…
milega milega..
wait is the only ans
April 29, 2010 at 11:33 AM
Anwesa said…
@Rainboy,
:) Precisely.
April 29, 2010 at 5:12 PM
Anonymous said…
Beautifully painted Anwesa! How are you? sorry for having stopped commenting...The reason will be on my blog soon in a good long post..
Missed you:)
As for this post..
YOU AND I
in this beautiful World....
April 29, 2010 at 10:22 PM
Vintage Obsession said…
profound and intense :-) first time her :) i likes it :)
have a happy week end :)
April 30, 2010 at 9:53 AM
The Other Hypocrite said…
I and YOU are the same always. we just need a moment to realise that. neatly composed
May 2, 2010 at 6:35 PM
Dr Roshan Radhakrishnan said…
really nice.. reminded me of another article I'd written years back

http://godyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-stranger-i-love.html
May 3, 2010 at 11:55 PM
alok said…
You & I, different but same.
May 4, 2010 at 12:55 AM
Amal Bose said…
that was really beautiful :)
brought a smile to my face...
May 6, 2010 at 2:37 PM
Anwesa said…
@Paramveer,
I liked this interpretation of yours.
May 7, 2010 at 2:28 PM
Anwesa said…
@Ria,
thanks!!
May 7, 2010 at 6:43 PM
Anwesa said…
@Shilpa,
thanks!
May 7, 2010 at 6:43 PM
Anwesa said…
@Thousif,
thanks!!
May 7, 2010 at 6:44 PM
Anwesa said…
@Tulika,
Yes,I remember the poem.
May 7, 2010 at 7:13 PM
Anwesa said…
@Aayushi,
thanks!!
May 7, 2010 at 7:13 PM
Anwesa said…
@lil' priya,
thanks!!! :)
May 7, 2010 at 7:14 PM
Anwesa said…
@Nikhil,
Yes,bliss it is.
May 7, 2010 at 7:14 PM
Anwesa said…
@Joie,
:)
:)

*blushes*
May 7, 2010 at 7:15 PM
Anwesa said…
@Yamini,
thanks!!
May 7, 2010 at 7:15 PM
Anwesa said…
@Mithe,
Thanks!!
I'm good.
I'm waiting for your post.
:)
May 7, 2010 at 7:26 PM
Anwesa said…
@Vintage Obsession,
thanks!!!
May 7, 2010 at 7:27 PM
Anwesa said…
@Gauri,
thanks!!
May 7, 2010 at 7:28 PM
Anwesa said…
@Jogi,
thanks!! Loved your interpretation.
May 7, 2010 at 7:28 PM
Anwesa said…
@Dr.Roshan,
I read you post.It was lovely.

Thanks for being here.
May 7, 2010 at 7:35 PM
Anwesa said…
@Alok,
yes,true.
May 7, 2010 at 7:35 PM
Anwesa said…
@Amal,
:) Thats how the post gets it due.

Keep smiling !
May 7, 2010 at 7:36 PM
The Enchantress said…
gal...u write killing stufff......muuuhaaaaa..
June 16, 2010 at 4:19 PM
Anwesa said…
@Nikita,
Thanks dear !!!!!
July 13, 2010 at 11:37 AM
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