I flit through the faces of people
I have been with
like pages of a book:
words written, gripping plots,
lucid letters that flutter
in front of my memory.

You stand out.
I look at a sentence
that is you and can't help
but read on:
oh, what a masterpiece!

I wish I had read you
when you were a part of my library,
a part of me.

- हर्ष स्नेहांशु