Often I find myself lost in thoughts of someone very close and dear to every pore of my being. There is a sort of yearning, an in-explicit, almost impossible to describe feeling of void, a longing that could kill one completely without really dying.... Why is it that when one knows you are around and alive in the entire universe, in each bit of it, should one still end up being in solitude...? While driving down a tree laden path, almost cruising through, along with the breezy winds, relishing the simmering sun rays playing hide and seek with the leaves, falling and disappearing, shading the road with different hues, knowing very well that you are existing every moment in each bit, yet where does the desire to be with you arise again and again... While running little errands and daily chores, with or without you, a stilled emptiness full of bliss persists somewhere deep in the deepest inner realms, yet a hidden wish to serve thy creation even more keeps me dazed...! When you k...