the september..

( This blog is for my very first crush...i don't know his name, i never knew...but what we shared, all those eye contacts for three days almost yet we didn't speak...we didn't feel like...we were happy just looking at each other...it was cute...i did try to find him but no luck..it's been 3 years since...and yet he's crystal clear in my memories...! and when in monsoon the clouds come down on the mountain tops it reminds me of his town...a small town in the valleys of Himachal pradesh)

When the clouds kiss the mountain tops,

That September comes back to me.

Far away in the valley town,

Clouds reside on mountain tops.

There are towns in eastern down,

Where clouds  visit in monsoons.

That reminds me of your town,

That reminds me of you.

When the clouds kiss the mountain tops,

And that September comes back to me.

There wasn’t any talks,

Just the sparkling gaze.

Something made me skip my beat, every time you glanced my way.

Nothing else mattered, just you and me.

When the weather here gets cold,

Yet warms me, the thought of you.

After the rains the sky’s ocean blue,

Just like it was when we were together.

The trees are happy and green.

Just like it was then.

The blue and the green…

When the clouds kiss the mountain tops,

And that September comes back to me.

There was so much to talk,

So much to tell, so much to laugh upon.

But the time slipped away,

And when I see you smile, it’s all bright.. Just like your town,

Three years passed by,

Yet you live light in my memories.

Hard to let go..

Tried to search, you were never to be found.

And I let go…

Every time when the clouds, kiss the mountain top

And that September comes back to me.

Every monsoon passes by…

Every raindrop brings about you,

I remember your town,

I remember us,

And tears stream down,

How could I let you go..?

And every time the clouds, kiss the mountain tops,

That September comes back to me,

And I remember you.