Turning the leaves of my album I learnt In a bid to walk with time I created many new alliances Irrigating with love & care. Old relations were snapped Few left us Some bid adieu forever Few were deliberate pull outs Some dissolved in the air. Initially, I believed I couldn’t walk in the absence Of the people I started my life with. Slowly Got busy in chasing life Without looking back. New hands approached Replacing old. Old ones left silently Snapping the strings. Now after walking miles & miles I find myself In a crowd of only new faces Replacing the Old. Firming my belief It’s a part of life Where you part with Creating spaces for new. None can deny Time is the best healer Time is the best teacher.