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Are you okay? Yes I am.. But I wasn't , As I responded to that, Because what else to say, When you aren't, Are you feeling good? Yes I am.. When I wasn't, But how will it help, If I responded for real, Do you need water? Yes I want.. But just shut down, The surrounding chatter, With infinite laughter, I couldn't bear, The noise, Inside me growing larger, Than my voice that was, Shaking my exterior poise, My daughter, Came closer.. As she held my, trembling hand, As she whispered, Mom, it will get better.. My partner, Looked at me, And wanted me to know.. It's okay, Not to be okay, Getting drunk, And throwing up.. Is all part of growing up, Till the part, Where you start loving, Just water again.. My mom and dad, Comforted me,  That although sad as it looks, Things aren't that bad.. As explained by the books, Relationships and people, Are the ones that make you stable, While everything else, Can topple,   Well, there will be loads of trouble, But more than that t

That Day

One day you talk about me..
About my story which your voice captures.
One day you look upto me for all the right answers.
One day you sit next to me..
As if only I matter.
One day you put your hands..
On my head and ease out the clutter.
One day you walk with me..
Holding onto me till the end of the ladder.
One day you search me..
Finding me you smile instead of looking any further.
One day it’s just me..
And we keep on walking farther.
One day you teach me..
What you have learnt so far.
One day you know me..
And words become doors fallen ajar.
What if that day is all I have…


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