Acha Chalta Hun!!!

"Bye...." said her last message.

With a heavy sigh, I tried to write off my last draft -

"Kash main sab badal pata"

Instead "Acha Chalta hun..."

How much I wanted to speak to her, how much was filled inside me that I wanted to spill out. How far we have come. Whose silences once use to speak words to me, even hers words seem to curtain her trueself. One whose messages use trolled by thousands of smileys and kissy emojis, now only lasted three full-stops "...".

There must be something really wrong between us.
Otherwise, how is it possible that one who couldn't let one whole day to pass without hearing of me now seems awayed of me. I wanted to tell her how much I am hurt, how much I miss still miss her, how much I search her in my dreams, how much I wanted to ask her if.......

Is that whats all books and poets bragged about. Pain of Love....however the way I am experiencing it is backwards,  Love of Pain; otherwise why would I walk through the same days again again, trying to fix anything that could turn the events into right sequence. What I didn't realised that no right ever exists.

Those long nights, never ending talks, message trolls, and getaways; her warmth, her breath, coziness of her hugs, and peace of lying down along her, with our legs entangled, all remind of her. Three years, it took us to finally fall into love...and only 3 seconds for her to say - bye.


"Hello..." I received in the morning.
An old friend messaged me. I smiled for her message too included those three dots...
A start or end, I left for the day to decide and finally responded to those three dots...
" ☕ ???"

Love Vali Feeling

Rain was pouring heavily!!!

Jumping across the water logged passage, we reached the door......Just to know that it was locked inside. I dragged her inside the overhang shed. She trembled with my touch. With a little hesitation she joined in.

Craftly, she shaked her curls around. I almost missed a heartbeat. 

Somehow, I recollected my self. Couldn't resist her sparkling eyes and those rosy moist lips. Inspired by Sharukh's movies, I made the move.....

It was as if, the time, itself has ceased to move. 

We were like Perfect in that moment.

We didn't care for anything more in those few minutes. No rush, No hurry, No worry. Life was perfect for those few minutes.

As soon as I realised the goneby time, I hasled. Bid a 'sweet' goodbye at her cheeks. And ran like crazy in the rain. I was fearless for once, for I was not scared, not scared of her's natives, not scared of world, not scared of her shitty warden, ugly dorm's security guards and definitely not scared of my own self. 

I was in the cab. Slammed the door! Hooted the street!
Nothing can bring my spirits down.
The Phone rang......Hoping to hear her again, I raised my cell. Sighing heavily, still struggling to catch her breath, she replied. I began jibber-jabbing, she only smiled and nodded in concurrence. As always, I only talked and she only smiled in rejoice. Till the early 4'O clock we were hanging to our cellphones. And finally, dozed out, I guess around that time only.....

I wake up with a start, picked up my phone, saw her 15 miss calls....How could I miss those. They were supposed to be my last memories of her voice, now they are gone. That night was our last night together. She was going her hometown that morning. She was getting married.

With tears in my eyes and restlessness in my heart, I punched the wall besides my bed with furry. Kicked the side table, threw away the glass. I didn't realise till that moment how difficult it was to let her go. It seemed quite easy when Salman performed at silver screen, but damn hurts in real. Now she is gone and I even cant say how much I loved her. I didn't even get the chance to say Goodbye properly. How careless of me, probably thats why I lost her. Probably, thats why she is gone.

Wait!!!
One Message Received
"Good Bye.....<3"