When I Think of You-2

When I think of you When I think of you, I think of the needlessness of such thoughts too. Because it is as simple as who but you that’s saved in my mind’s memory bytes. When I think , I think of the cliff by the ocean flat and vast at the top and wonder why the shrine sitting at its foot didn’t choose its crest as its spot. And I also think of the super duper timer in the sleeping passenger’s brain that never fail to wake him when it is time to get off the rail. And the stupidity of the same brain that makes him race and jump on to the first bus he sights that has just started to move and move too fast leaving him dangling from its handle bars as feet failed to touch footboard so close but so out of sync… 01/OCT/2012