...she...

there was something 

different about her

and i guess

i realized it 

as soon as

serendipity 

fielded us together 

on that summer evening 

as unassuming partners 

she

would translate her thoughts

into nonchalant action 

without any visible hesitation 

and execute a coup d'état 

to common logic 

with no attachment or remorse

not as a an act of rebellion 

but as an harbinger of change 

she 

would question the solutions

and suggest solutions to question

which were woven 

as Fait Accompli  

intricately in our upbringing 

as default settings  

not as an authoritarian challenger 

but as an inquisitive explorer 

she

would test truth with lies

and prove lies with truth

with an exceptional rationale  

apparently bordering irrationality 

in dogmatic domains 

of our restricted socio-system  

not as matter of defiance 

but as a matter of deliberation 

she 

would dare to challenge belief

and refuse to get herded like sheep

with firm conviction 

and unadulterated fervor 

un-flinched 

by resultant tremor 

not as a retribution 

but as a relief 

she 

was so much different 

yet so much of me 

in-fact she was everything

i always wanted to be 

yet it took time to relies 

that she does exists

while i wandered 

seeking with her a tryst 

on that summer evening 

when choices

funneled into objectivity 

at the crossroads

between 

self-realization and self- preservation 

i discerned  

that i had a conscious

and it is alive