our heart

someone came by and asked me,

"where is your heart?"

 

i paused and think for a moment,

thinking weather was it a joke,

or is it a serious question...

so, i pointed at my left chest and said...

"i think it's somewhere here..."

 

"to me, it somewhere here..."

he gripped his hand somewhere between us...

i wondered at him for sometime, and finally asked "why"

 

and so i found out that,

a heart is born for the first time when we get to know each other,

the heart is not inside the body.

when you think of something or think of someone, a heart is born there.

if you were alone in this world, there wouldn't be a heart anywhere, he reckons.

so if you wish for your heart to be here,

here it will be...

and if your heart is here, there is also a reason for you to be here too...

 

yes, he said it, and i somehow find it true, amazingly true.

again i asked "where will our hearts go when we die?"

 

when you die, you leave your hearts with your loved once, family and friends...

when you leave it with your friends, it lives on within them...

 

i felt amazed, for what is being said is true....