There are random thoughts that come to my mind. They are basically conversations happening in my head, sometimes with my own self at times how two people would be talking to each other, triggered by something i may have read, seen, overheard. Sometimes these thoughts evolve into a post or a poem. Other times they stay as they are…..just random thoughts. This one came at some point and stayed long enough to find its way here.

“Just a word in your book of life;
I can never be the title.
And neither the beginning nor the end.
Who am I?”
He paused and said, “You are!”
“You are?” she frowned.
“Yes, you are, you are ‘am, is, are’.
You were, you will be.
No sentence is complete without you…
The book is meaningless if you are not there.”