The Yellow Gown

I wore a maroon Indian dress. And I was lost in the crowd.
I was quiet, sitting alone, my heart aching.
I didn't know, what was on the other side. I was never shown..

Now, I am alone again. 

It rained today, reminding me of a rainy evening, an year back.
But its only a memory.
I tried talking. And then couldn't decide, whether to cry or shrug it off.
I could do neither.

I stared. Trying to understand what lies on the other side.
It was never shown.
It always lay apprehensive.

Or may be I couldn't see.