What will I remember?
What will I remember, what will I forget? What all do I want to keep, what all am I ready to let go? Leaving is not easy, keeping is not easy. But, nothing is for ever, I will have to let go. With time memories will fade The shape of this house, the name of my maid The words that I learnt, the songs that I sang But some memories will remain The smiles and the kindness The love and the innocence The colour of the sea, the mist on the hills The life under the surface of the sea, The spots on the cheetah The crow that visited me everyday on my balcony, The green parrots that passed by morning and noon The joy of live jazz and full-moon holidays. You get to keep some You end-up loosing some.