i move my hands ,
in the sky of meanings ,
it looks like ,
it will catch those wonderfull stars called words
the twinkling stars ,
tiny , powerfull ,
and always a bit distant , a little bit
i jump not to catch and keep them ,
but to touch them ,
to make them my friends
to ask there name ,
to call them ,
whenever i need characters to play their roles in my writing , but
alas !
they dont listen to me ,
doesnt get caught ,
they are so untouchable
that my fingers has no sense of touch them ,
i ask them without any name ,
to come along and play there roles ,
they smile , they laugh ,
they do come close to my hands ,
and simply run away .
......................................................Anuj !!