Your eyes remind me of my father
Your arms remind me of my mother…
The way you betrayed me reminds me of my elder brother
The way you tease me feels like a long lost lover
The way you make amends reminds me of
the way I mend clothes that I did not tear
The way you attack strategically
reminded me of Sun Tzu
I renounced predictions while
the war was going on like Confucius.
Something about any one new
often reminds me of someone familiar
Does it mean they are?
We always repeat our selves
Our own favorite jokes or songs
Or flavor of the ice cream or toppings on a pizza
Does it mean, what happened then
is what is happening now?
You mean to say I never learnt a single lesson?
I passed the test of time for nothing?
Why do you always want to follow a pattern?
Why can’t you believe that you are different?
And if I had felt best of everything
Why am I so sure that I did not feel this
‘Whatever’ we call it?
Frankly, I can forget this easily.
Like many colors of the sky
That I do not see ever again
Or flowers that vanished
Without a notice.
A head ache that presents
a meeting with a stoic smile
I can even say I was insane.
If it can make it easy for you
to handle the faux-pas
you can choose….