Me to you, you to me,

YouM,

That’s the sound of our heartbeats o Musafir.

Your birth set ablaze,

A craze.

We rose with you,

Regardless who.

We wept with you,

Regardless who.

We sang your songs.

Were we wrong,

To have struck the gong?

A million miles, we walked, we talked.

Parables, our kinship made.

Fought in the sun, broke bread in the shade.

Me to you, you to me,

Youm,

Sound of our heartbeats O Musafir.

Make peace with who we were,

Untie the knot, lose  the thread.

Bear the cross, and surge ahead.

Where there’s love, there’s a Way,

Where there’s thirst, there’s a bay,

Where there’s night, there’s day.

Let’s just say,

Flip the coin, start over?

No simple formula this, no make up with a Kiss.

Tis Life, tis death.

Let the whirlpool-

Regurgitate,

Resuscitate.

From the cesspool, conflate - migrate.

Mate, it’s me to you, you to me,

YouM !

O Musafir, the only sound we need,

Thus I plead, pay heed….let’s no more bleed.

YouM ! YouM !

Based on the protagonist of A Thousand Unspoken Words by Paulami Duttagupta