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August Memories

 Six years it has been

since we last met

Have waited so long for this;

I so wish I had a Time Turner

to relive our time

that now I already miss


Want to go back to that Thursday night

to that panic attack

that was, but faintly brief;

To catch that jet plane

That would take me to you all

my most memorable TGIF :D


To that beautiful August Friday

When we finally met

Those loving hugs that only meant well;

I scold myself now

for failing to express

The happiness flooding my soul then, now as well


That beautiful-er Saturday

I know it isn't word

 I cant help but do compare;

Those overwhelming memories

are some of my choicest ones

cannot forget them, this I swear


The long drive to Chitappa's farm

those rainy clouds 

that seemed to have followed us through;

Our mini hike there

Those free flowing streams

And that unforgettable country side view


The evening that followed

took a pleasant unplanned turn

With a game of soapy football on our cards;

What fun we had 

sliding on that slippery soft football turf

To score a goal - Oh man was it hard!


Sunday morning began 

with church of course

With an endearing teaching on fervent prayer;

Followed by a lovely visit to

Daany perima's home

She was, after all, the first person who held me and took care


T 'was the afternoon

That was the best

With so much laughter and fun;

Heads up and chinese whispers

Really lifted my spirits

I so wish that time was never done


I can't think

Of many instances

Where I've seen such better days;

Can someone please

Pull me back to reality

I think I am still in a daze...

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Location: Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu, India

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