Aerial Signature

Those days of my teen years! Remind me of a sweet name, That I used to write in the air, In deep devotion, with my finger. When I wrote that name, I would Hardly mark if anyone saw me do This aerial exercise. When caught, I would quickly put my hands down. Keen onlookers used to ask me, What was it that I wrote in the air? I was solving a complex maths problem, I used to reply with a semblance of innocence. So many names I've since then known, Not one figured in my finger like that. Now I am long past those years, Still I sign That name in the air or secretly in my pocket! Dhaka 15 March 2014 Copyright Reserved.