Where Do I Live?

  1) ‘18-B, Paradise Building, Punjabi Bagh’

      is not my home

      but a constant reminder

      that He’s not there

      The bed where I lay, 

      still

      holds the weight

      of his body

      The closet filled with my clothes

      can’t lose

      the cologne of his shirts

      His bathrobe on the towel holder

      is still a little wet

2)  They constantly exhaust me with their 

     “Hey! Where do you live?”

     Be it my colleagues asking me  

     “Where do I put up?”

     The cab driver asking me for

     “my location”

     Or the receptionist asking me 

     “my residential address”

     Even the online shopping sites mock me 

     whenever I place an order

     Little do they all know

     I don’t live there

3) I live in that party at

    Tanya’s Gurgaoun house

    Thats where I first saw Him

    Drink in one hand, 

    smile on the whole face. And, oh,

    that grey tshirt

    I’d say it was a love at first sight, but,

    I know you will cringe

    No, wait. I live at Tamra Restaurant in CP

    He and I would go there

    after work

    Honestly, we went there as much as 

    F.R.I.E.N.D.S went to Central Perk

    But, now, I go there all alone 

    not to fill my stomach,

    but my soul

    No, now I remember. I live at

    Lodhi Gardens

    It’s where He confessed

    His love

    for the very first time

    It felt like a Bollywood movie

    The greens around made it

    look more sublime

4) Sorry, I’m in a hurry. 

    Have to go find Him

    Have to catch a flight 

    to Varanasi

    and hope He misses His

    to Heaven

    Have to reach before 

    they scatter Him

    in the Holy River

    Before I lose him to oblivion 

    Before he goes

    Home

    leaving me

    to live alone