I dispute his permutations br At least twice a day; him, I curse br Me; he often pinches and wrenches br Well! I understand his compulsions br He too does sympathize my follies br Again, we laugh off our excesses br Runs thus our rollercoaster romance br br Yet, lingers a feeling of emptiness br I asked him, “Why this gulf between us; br Aren’t we very, very close friends; br with consensus of minds? ” br He smiled, “You understand me. Yes. br But you don’t know me in essence” br I asked, “Hey! What is the difference? br Both words sound me in same sense br When do I know you in wholeness? ” br Trickled down HIS words mysterious br “When you become I, and I …..