T3 শারদ সংখ্যা ২০২২ || তব অচিন্ত্য রূপ || 26য় Sankalpita Mullick

T3 শারদ সংখ্যা ২০২২ || তব অচিন্ত্য রূপ || 26য় Sankalpita Mullick

Unfamiliarity

  I look at you and beside you I see, A wave of faces, some bright, some dull, An ocean of unfamiliarity. The spotlight on your face shines even when I forget how it looked when you were in front of me. I forget every wrinkle, every scar, every tear. Your being becomes unfamiliar to me. As you slip further into the crevices of my memory, I forget how your perfume smelled, Your being becomes unfamiliar to me. Unfamiliarity…the word once seemed so familiar And now I need to look it up in a dictionary. Unfamiliarity, the feeling of being distanced from something that used to be so close to me, That it hurts to see it remake my reality. Unfamiliarity, a word I wish I was never familiar with.