Monday, April 6, 2009
So here they are, the words that we knew would resonate soundly in those sleepless mornings, enveloped with sighs and sounds. “I told you so”. Nobody but the dimmest fool believed in that projected hope shimmering and gleaming above the skies and thus he waited like the fool he is, hands outstretched and hearts alight. And when the stars did not fall he waited still, listening to their stories in spite of the cold, the darkness and the doubts. Until he realized how attached the stars are to the sky and would never pour down for him.