That day will come soon
When the parallel paths
We are walking on
Will diverge;
For we know,
Our destinations are different
Leading poles apart, may be
To places, from where
We won't be able
To see each other,
And may be,
We'd be too busy
In our own lives
To miss the other;
But till that day comes
May we laugh?
May we live this life?
May we celebrate this moment
that we have got by a chance?
For sometime, near the very end
Of this journey,
If we miss each other,
We don't avoid
Thinking about this moment.
When the parallel paths
We are walking on
Will diverge;
For we know,
Our destinations are different
Leading poles apart, may be
To places, from where
We won't be able
To see each other,
And may be,
We'd be too busy
In our own lives
To miss the other;
But till that day comes
May we laugh?
May we live this life?
May we celebrate this moment
that we have got by a chance?
For sometime, near the very end
Of this journey,
If we miss each other,
We don't avoid
Thinking about this moment.

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