Misconception – Khushbu Nanavati

On the beach, On the sand
Near the river, I heard a sound.

It was not a bird, Not a child
A beautiful girl, Sitting amid.

She was singing a song, All alone
I was thinking why, Is she so forlorn?

I walked towards her, Step by step
To know what’s wrong, And why is she sad.

I sat next to her, And asked all the why’s
She said nothing, But gave me a smile.

I was bewildered, As to why is she so?
When I tried to get up, She caught my hand and said hello!

I sat back down, And asked what’s wrong?
In no time she asked, “Will you be a friend of mine?”

I said yes, Believing she didn’t have any
But it happened to be different, She actually had many.

Why alone? I asked her and pat came the answer!
“To be a friend to those, Who didn’t have any near and dear”.

Someone did, Need a friend
But it happened to be me, And not her.

I misconceived my need, For the need of someone alone
But I never realized, That actually I was forlorn!