Its a part of conversation which I had with a person who is good at tossing up questions and answering them with great authority..
And you told me,
Its respect which makes a relationship,
Not love, may be you can sail on that boat..
From one island to another,
To travel around the world, you need to respect your sailor..
As you told me,
The fire won’t last for ever, but the ashes will,
You may rise from it, or never rise again,
It will be there in those mountain hills,
Where the sweeping winds will keep it spreading,
Over the land, over the sea..
As you told me,
Do I wish to survive, or live, or to be rescued?
I knew you wanted to keep me confused,
I know what you meant,
Next time I will let you know, you were wrong,
I travel on moments, periods and eras!
