Thursday, March 19, 2009
faiz.quicksilver
When I was sick u became the cure
When I was angry or frustrated u would help me let it out
When I was happy u would always be there to celebrate
When I wanted time alone u helped me leave the crowd behind
When I wanted to go the distance u took on mile after mile without complaining
When I pushed u to the limit u took on the challenge with a roar
When people trusted me I believed in u
When I was incomplete u completed me
When I was slow u made me quick
When I was weak u made me powerful
When I wanted to play u transformed the road into an x box game
When I wanted to paint u transformed the roads into a canvas
From the scorching highways of Kutch to the Ghats of Abu
From the wet bad roads of MP to the cramped narrow gullies of Mominpura and Mirzapur
From cities to villages
From the drags to long trips
You were always by my side...
..always.
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