Whenever I walk on those ways On which… we used to walk together We used to talk together. Earth pulls me …. And I can’t resist its gravitation, Wind whispers & fills my imagination With an unknown feeling My feet follow your footsteps As they touch the sole of your feet. My flesh feels flesh of your’s. My blood absorbs touches of your’s. From the specks of those ways. I know nothing…? Whether it is my own reflection Or your image…. Or shadow Which accompanies me? Realizes me, the presence of yours. But it doesn’t make difference. If I reflect myself or yours Cause I owe your soul And you owe me So, my love! You are ever with me Whenever I walk on those ways On which We stamped our love.