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Shekhar Kapoor's poem on Mumbai Terror attack in the latest issue of Verve
Presenting Shekhar Kapoor's poem on the Mumbai Terror attack in the latest issue of Verve... Goodbye My Love as she left her womb, thrust out by a violent birth i knew that she and I were destined for the most intimate of all relationships time stood still as I watched her inexorably sail towards me so she and I would join in one final embrace to complete an event born in eternity for since the first explosions that formed the universe and the first metals had been created she and I had been preparing for this one event how may forms must she have taken how many hands must have shaped her and how many eons must have formed her and how many men must have used her before she left for this final journey between me and her as I looked around and saw the head of my friend's daughter explode, the blood sailing outwards and the drops, finding their own individuality falling on the table cloth, astonishingly in the most even geometric pattern and yet as I looked up she was still travelling towards me I said my silent goodbyes to loved ones that could never be part of the intimacy with which the bullet and I would meet in one final embrace I looked at the eyes of the young man that held the rifle that had exploded her out to her final journey do you know me, young man? as you avert your eyes so casually looking for your next target did you think of me? of who I might be of my loved ones or yours? do you not think that in the sheer carelessness of this one event that you and I now know each other? that we will be tethered together forever too? your life as altered as has mine as has all those I love and who love me I want you to remember me young man I would hate to be someone random that you had no interest in but the need to squeeze the trigger occupied as you were with thoughts of greater glory of martyrdom in your own inevitable death yet you were the mere instrument one small cog almost insignificant in the bullet's journey towards me as we finally meet the anticipation of pain never coming as the embrace of death flowed through my body goodbye my love if only I had known this would be the last time I would see you I would have touched your cheeks looked into your eyes softy caressed your hand looked back and smiled and tried to make time stay still just for a little while but little did I know that the bullet and I were destined to finally meet tonight after waiting an eon Courtesy: www.verveonline.com
 
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