Rajesh Razdan
Now I walk into sunset
And now I walk into sunset, releasing your hand, my dear but not before I reminisce, half-life of a year.And now I walk into sunset, releasing your hand, my dear but not before I reminisce, half-life of a year. Amidst joyous shrieks I was born a midnight’s child, opened my eyes I did to your celebrations wild. I vowed to be your friend I gave you the best of me, somedays it worked somedays it was not to be. In spring I put a smile on you, I made your flowers bloom, I was there to comfort you in fall as you plowed through your gloom, But, first Janus, then Febuarious, and then some more, time I…Rajesh Razdan1 min read