Ever...

Ever walked down a lane that you’ve known since you were born…
Ever stood under a tree that you’ve seen growing up with you…
Ever stared at a wall of pictures and felt like there lay in plain sight the outline of your life…
Ever felt that as that pair of hands made you put on an extra sweater, their very presence warmed you up alone…
Ever lay in a ray of sunshine, feeling like the happiest person in the world…
Ever held a doggie paw and felt that it was more human than a lot of humans…
Ever smelt the flower of a tree you’ve known for ages… and known it by its fragrance…
Ever had a gol gappa made by a stranger you’ve know all your life… and who you were connected to by a burst of flavors and a smile…
Ever walked into your favourite art gallery, recognizing the walls inspite of the changing art…
Ever felt that the sunshine in your home is so different from the sunshine in another place…
Ever lay close to the person you feel most connected to and feel the bond grow deeper…
Ever bit into food that took you a few decades back…
Ever heard music and felt yourself in it…
Ever felt your hands reach to touch the texture of a piece of furniture and in that touch you read not only of its life but also yours twined with it…

Ever felt that your identity lay in things / people / places that sometimes are hard to identify… how do you name them… how do you capture them in words when you barely grasp them in thought… and yet they must have a place… one that cannot be spoken off… only felt… and through that feeling, given life… if only within your mind…