Smoky Thots

Do You Remember?
Once we were young
and very much in love.
Or so we did think.

You and me on your bike,
on near empty roads in the night.
We sped past sleeping houses
me holding you tight.

Splashing thru dirty water in the rain
you whistled old hindi songs;
and I sat behind you
eyes closed, my face lifted up.

Remember, we sat on the roadsides
drinking tea out of small plastic cups.
And sharing that plate of oily noodles
at our favorite chinese stall.

Sometimes when we had a lil spare cash
we went to a "real" restaurant.
We dressed in our best and of course
the table was booked in advance.

And on one such occasion, we met a couple
seemingly everything we were afraid to be.
Dead eyes, grim mouths, that joyless air;
munching the meal in complete silence.

Remember the shudder we had supressed
and how we had seeked each other's hands ?
Looking deeply into each others' eyes
we had known, we had smiled.

Do you remember?
Once we were young
and we were "special".
Or so we did think.

[As we sit at the Smoky Lounge
glazed eyes, frozen smiles;
That joyless air, Drinks in hand
loud music blaring in the background]