Mystery

Continues....

She listened to him with a seductive smile on her face, and then put her hand beneath her chest, inside her white dress. While his eyes popped out in excitement and surprise, her hand came out with a small chit from his breasts, and handed it over to him. Then she bid goodbye to him by saying- “Joseph! You are a good person. Wish to see you sometime again, goodbye!”

There was only a moment’s difference when he looked at the chit in his hands and to his surprise he looked back on her or should I say where she was standing a moment back. Yes! She disappeared with in a second. He knew that it was not possible but he preferred to open that chit first and read the message which was like – “Answer for all your queries is in your hands Joseph” and he realized that he forgot to give her purse which he found in restaurant and still holding it in his hands only.

Suddenly something just struck his mind and he connected the message with purse, so he opened it and found out a suicide note in it. Initially he couldn't understand that what does this entire story means. But then a line written in the note struck him which says-“yes I am scared of water in seas, but today I am going to go beyond my fears” and after reading this, without waiting even a second he rushed to the sea.

As soon as he reached there he was all injured because of getting tumbled upon many things while running. It was 4’o clock in the morning till then, and when he started moving into the water a fisherman shouted to stop him. But he didn’t hear him and kept on moving. 

Fisherman called out for his other companions and asked them to stop him. They all tried to stop him to go inside by holding him, and made him aware of the fact that this sea is very deep, he will die. But he yelled at everyone by saying- “Someone is waiting there inside for me to get saved, it’s now my only motive to live further, otherwise there is no use of my life. And do not worry I will be safe because I am trained enough to live in water for long time span”. Then he went inside and deep down he found a boat and with lots of struggle he found a body too inside it, irony was that it was of the same girl whom he followed following night.

He brought her outside the sea and pressed her on her chest with a wish to push out water from her body and gave her mouth to mouth but couldn't help. Then fishermen took her inside their colony and tried to figure out what’s wrong with her and medicated her for an hour or two.

Then a lady came out and asked him- “Are you Joseph”? “Yes”-he said. “You can go and meet her, she is asking for you” woman said. That was the moment that he felt up in the air and full of excitement. He rushed inside and looked into her eyes with many question flowing in his mind. But he ended up asking only one thing- “How are you feeling now”? “Much better” She replied to that, but she didn't stop and continued with unfolding the mystery- “Thanks for saving my life. It was too late when I realized my mistake of committing suicide. I didn't want to die, I wanted to live. See the whole world. That’s why my soul went back to that restaurant in the hunt of a good soul who would help me to live more, with the help of my suicide note, which I left there long back, you came and luckily you found it and moreover believed in it too!”

Joseph finally understood the whole mystery behind it and he was no more surprised by any of the instances. He sat on the bed and bend on her to feel her elegance through his lips, kissed her by rubbing his lips to hers with grace in his emotions and asked her- “Emotions are my very good friends; I can’t leave them even if I want to move on, but I want someone to direct me on my way. Will you accompany me on my journey to control my emotions, while we will be on the world tour”?

She felt so touched and happy after hearing him. Tears rolled down from her eyes. And as YES to be her answer she kissed him back with more passion and love.

Hence, they moved on with each other.

Mystery

At every sip he is swirling the wine in his mouth so that it flows over the tip, under the tongue, and into the back of his mouth and then swallowing it. It’s been very long since he had sat alone with himself and gone through introspection, with a glass of Shiraz, his one of the favorite red wine, and busy in his thoughts during this ongoing process again and again. He had already decided that during this visit of his on Vashon Island he will spent time alone and will not interact with everyone. Actually, he is very emotional and gets attached to things, places and moreover persons, very soon. And this time he doesn't want his emotions to stop him from moving on, for which he is been trying and failing over a year after the death of his wife Jennifer.

There is a woman in, white elegant skin fitting dress, sitting just opposite to him, noticing him for so long, and watching him play with his drink. She is very neatly dressed with a gracefully attractive visible cleavage, from her peacock like neck line dress. She is also sitting alone like him among other couples on every table, holding a white wine glass in her hands, kept one leg on the other in a sophisticated manner. Her graceful eyesight is stuck on him. No one can judge what is going on in her mind behind her smirking look.

Suddenly a strange feeling struck him and in urge to know that who is staring him he looked at her. But she bluffed him very flexibly and called out for waiter, standing behind him, with her hand gesture, and slight constant smile on her face. But till then it was too late for him to turn his eyes from her beautiful presentation of hers. He kept on staring her every move till the time being she paid her bill, and moved outside the restaurant. Her attractive and seductive gestures made him crazily run to follow her. As he passed from the table where she was sitting, he noticed a white diamond purse lying on the table. He picked it up in order to return it to her.

She was moving in such a stylish manner that he kept on watching her moving only instead of going and talking to her. After some 5-10 minutes he collected courage to call out for her, having decided that he started with- “Excuse me lady, you left your purse in the restaurant!”

With same graceful smartness she turned at him and smiled and asked for his name. He told Joseph as his name and kept on moving towards her. Till the time he reached nearby her, she undid her hand gloves and while shaking hands with him she said -“And I am Izabal Rose, Sire! It’s so nice to meet with you!” Her voice was so polite and divine, and as beautiful as she is. Even if someone is not looking at her face, he/she can figure out the beauty of this pretty lady only by her voice.

She asked him to walk her till her destination. And without even giving a thought he started walking with her. He was totally stunned by her charm and didn't even realize about his promise to himself during his introspective session.

They were not talking much. He was little uncomfortable to say anything inappropriate to her and she was engrossed in her own world of thoughts with a blissful smiley face.

Finally, Izabal broke the silence by saying- “It’s time to move on Joseph, I have reached at my destiny and you should go yours”! Unintentionally, he figured out the depth in the sentence and commented-“I have long ago lost my destination somewhere, now I do not know where to go, and that is the only reason that I am on this island, to find out where to move next!” 

To be continued.....

Crush

I knew he was looking at me. I do not know how but somehow I always do. There was some sense of strange feeling every time when he looks at me. And that’s the way I judged this time too that he is looking at me and this time I just looked back instantly. And we had an eye contact too though a quick one. Awkward situation but still innocent happiness I felt inside me. As if, he touched me with his eyesight, again. This was the reason that sometimes I also have waited for him to look at me, to make myself happy.

He is cute, charming, fare, slim and tall guy. I do not even know his name, not even sure if he does. It’s been a year we are studying at same coaching. But we have never interacted ever. We have shared glances and touch-me-not stares with each other. Sometimes accidentally eye contact happened; few of them were long ones to that few were for very short time span. I have noticed eye contacts have always made us shy. For instance; once I noticed him once on his bicycle, and the moment he noticed me noticing, his speed went little slow. And, once we sat in the same auto that to in front of each other, and for complete 17 minutes journey a new stare-journey was on!

Nevertheless, I enjoy his stare and he does not have enough guts to come and talk to me, I guess. In fact I think it’s also good, in a way, for both of us that we never interact with each other. Because, sometimes you only like a human being until you know that person properly. After getting to know the same person you used to admire once things changes.

But, irony is sometimes my glance for him is misunderstood by his nearby companion, who I think assumes them for him and looks back at me with such a desperate looks as if he will just come and have a chat. Oh, yes I am quite sure that he has got enough guts to come and talk. That’s why I ignore him big time atleast after the classes.

Well, today I grasped, he just felt to be caught red-handed maybe that’s why only he changed his sight right away because, I noticed a sense of un-comfy look on his face and in his activities. I gave a smirking look at the awkward situation and turned back. I thought that now he won’t look at me. But no I was wrong he again is staring at me, I could see that even facing 90 degree to him with my tilted view of eyesight. I do not know what his intentions are but it is making me feel good. And I am assuming that he admires me, which is making me feel more awkward and uncomfortable. I am checking on my every move with a constant thought that ‘whether he would like this gesture of mine or this or this or may be this’.

Every time he looks at me in between a lecture, as if he is sneaking into someone’s house, which gives me a feeling that he has not seen me for ages. At that very moment I feel that I am newly born, and my body fills in with fresh air and tickling coldness. And, it’s always too difficult to stop myself against my strong urge of looking back at him and make him realize that see I caught you again. And sometimes I fail, as it happened this time and I looked back.

But yet again, class is over and we are moving back in hurry, with no intention to talk to each other. In fact I think it’s also good, in a way, for both of us that we never interact with each other. Because, sometimes you only like a human being until you know that person properly. After getting to know the same person you used to admire once things changes.

So we moved with a hope of seeing each other again tomorrow morning to play the same glancing-game.

Witness of True Picture

Sometimes I get tired of same incidents happening around me but at the same moment if something does not happen regularly I miss it too. Yes, it’s being diplomatic but I am very much fond of the sometimes boring and repetitive with that sometimes interesting life of mine.

I am a handsome hunk who is 60 years old. I have been here in Indira Nagar colony since then. From the day I started getting matured I have experienced someone’s ignorance to that someone’s love for me. Sometimes I caught some one’s sight and sometimes they took me just as a living creature. A very few understood me and shared their part of life with me. Hew of them just gave a glance and moves forward. With all these collected gestures drenched with various feelings I can say that I have witnessed mostly all colors of life. 

I have seen many phases of one’s life, many perspectives of many people, love in someone’s eyes for someone, feeling of hatred in someone’s heart, sprinkling of laughter, touch of sunshine, heart with optimism, fear with pessimism, dash of beauty and truck loads of meanness and innocence too by standing here for so long.

I have heard the heartbeat of that husband who sits here in the evening all alone to convince himself that he will be able to repay his debts. I have felt the scared love of that couple who meets here hiding from society. I have also heard the innocent giggles of the group of children who have nothing to do with this mean world. I have seen them laughing and playing with each other after every fight, without any grudges on each other. I have seen that old caring couple, fighting for same thing over and over again and at the end of the day caring for each other and living for each other. I have seen that mother running for her son to make him eat his meal. I have seen her playing with him even after getting tired from office and household’s work. I have heard those stories form that grandmother with every other children of my colony.

I have played, I have heard, I have sung, I have danced, I have felt, I have cried, I have smiled with every other creature standing at the same place. I am a part of nature and witnessed the most beautiful sky with many sunsets and sunrises. I let the rain fall and drench my leaves and stems. And at the same time I have given the shade to passengers like a cool dude.

I am the tree who has never judged anyone and I have seen every possible outlook and emotion of YOU. And I can say with proud that though this world is half full of panic, proud, anger, lust, unkind, selfish, pessimistic and uncaring persons, it is worth living a happy life with other half of loving, caring, beautiful, lovely, optimistic, amiable, polite person and nature.

If you are happy then this world is a happy place too, (law of attraction you see) because I have witnessed YOU in you.

Understanding

It was a beautiful and happy evening with cool breeze. Giggles were all around there. Children were playing with each other. I was sitting with my daughter on an old chair under the tree. She came back home after a year from Bangalore, and in the hunt of spending a quality time we ended up in the park. This is the same park where I used to bring her daily, when she was very small. And, I still remember how she used to love to visit this very own favorite park of hers.

Today also, the moment she saw candy floss, her eyes started sparking like they used to be long back. I grasped her emotions and in the urge of reliving those childhood memory of hers I bought her candy floss, which she used to love, she smiled on holding it in her hands and said to me “Mama I am not 8 year old kid anymore, but love you so much I still love it”! On that I replied “you are still a kid, Ananya and I can see that in your eyes”! She turned her face with little irritation and started to talk about her life in Bangalore.

We sat there for hours. I was missing her since last two months a lot. I am so concerned about her, when she is far away from me. I know her; she is so stubborn that when something doesn’t happen according to her, she gets restless. Once during mid-night my brother had has to actually go to the market to buy her chocolate-barfi that to when all shops were closed. She didn’t get convinced at all and kept on demanding for it during midnight only. However, my brother somehow managed to get her chocolate-barfi. And she slept after eating it only. There are many incidences such like this which I can count on my fingers where she has created scenes on not doing something according to her demands.

People used to say ‘so many tantrums your daughter has’! But none affected me. I loved her and made sure that nothing bothers her. Everyone used to blame me that I am spoiling her. But I never listened to them.

Now, her attitude scares me, make me to worry about her especially when I am not with her. It scares me to think who would have been controlling her in such situations.

Suddenly, I looked at her innocent face which was staring at a kid in front of us. She was looking at him with so much of concern. When I tried to judge the situation, I found out that kid was crying for the candy floss to her mother. And his mother was trying her best to convince him. But he couldn't control his temptation to eat it especially when every child around him was holding one in their hands.

May be she didn't have money to buy one. Of course she wouldn't have, otherwise a mother can’t see her child in pain. Also, she seemed poor to me, but a little kid is unable to understand all these worldly principles where one has to maintain their temptations according to their bank balances.

Ananya, who was also having one candy floss in her hand, suddenly stood up and moved towards that crying kid and to my surprise hold him her candy floss and asked him to give a smile and not to trouble her mother anymore.

I couldn't believe on my eyes what I am seeing. When she was talking to the mother of the kid I looked above in the sky in attempt to make her father cherish this moment which we were waiting for years. I wish to be with him at that moment where he would have hugged me with proud smile on his face that his daughter is matured enough and learnt the art of letting go by. 

She came back and sat beside me and we looked into each other eyes and exchanged a known smile with each other. But, no one of us uttered any word. May be this could have spoiled the moment also that’s why we both understood the importance of blissful feeling within us and kept quiet.

She was happy after putting a smile on the face of that child and his mother and I was happy and proud after knowing that my Ananya has got some same taste as she had in her childhood but she has moved far away from that childhood and now she is a grown up and she is now a mature kid (for mother atleast).

We started walking back and I proudly asked her to hold my hand to make her realize that now she is ready to take care of me. And we again exchanged a known smile without uttering any word. 

Action

She is standing numb, still feeling the same nausea. She can’t feel any touch; no air is getting through her body. She is all sweating. She is trying hard to understand what just happened. Her stomach is crying and making sounds and pushing her to lie down on earth. Her feet have no energy to stand but still she can’t sit. She can’t relax.

It’s her fate now she knows that but still she doesn't want to accept it now. Though she is tired of wasting her time but still she wants to follow her instinct. Her heart is still pounding for the same person it used to be. She still has same feeling for him.

But it’s too late to realize that. Her mind has stopped supporting her. She can’t think of anything. She is sacred of what she did to herself. She is angry that why did she take this step. She was happy before. She could have easily eloped with the situation. She could have controlled her anger. At least she could have tried.

No it wasn't her fault alone. It was his idea. And now everything is scattered. She never thought that this is going to end this way otherwise she would have not fallen into the trap which life had planned for her. Of course it was a trap. It was planned to break her fairy tale world. It was a conspiracy of life against her.

No it was not her fault. She was forced by the situation to do this. She actually didn't have any option like giving a try. In fact, how could she even fight someone back who himself backed off.

She is staring at her wall clock. She is listening to the tick-tock- tick-tock of clock. Her mother used to say that in this world you live alone, you die alone and then sometimes there seems to be no use of no matter what you do, with whom you do. In the end, you only going to stand beside yourself. At such moment only you are going to understand your feelings. No one else would, in fact no one else could.

Today she is feeling the same way. She was so right in being full of aspirational for her career and skills. Because today she has nothing in her hands and by her side to rely upon, only she can do is to console her, to convince herself that everything will be alright, when reality is that nothing is alright and nothing going to be so.

She is holding an empty bottle of white wine in her hands and she is looking at bottle of Unisom lying on the floor.  She has never felt so in scared. But today her numbness is making her feel so. What if no one comes to open the door in time, what if she failed and actually dies!

She rushed to the Unisom bottle and when found it empty.  She shouted for help. But no one was in the house. She realized that time has come and it's too late. She has committed suicide and now there is no use of feeling guilty about it though she can't help herself by feeling so.

With lot of pain she dragged her body to the wall and with a black marker wrote on it- “I will love you forever, peace out”.

"Love is Like Wind"

Love. Pure and delicate baby of the changing wind. Wind which blow and bring with it the dim scents of the changing seasons, & the smells of smoke, & frying pancakes, & warm bedclothes on a winter’s morning. Today, my love is somewhere in the air. But I am watching her too constantly and admiring her every move. Her hair tangled in the wind as candy floss. She moves her graceful fingers in dog’s fur; the dog whines; & her expression become complex with Love, concern and guilt. She looks up at me, her eyes, which are the blue green of the earth seen from a great height, shining. ‘Where is Timothy?’, ‘Where is Timothy?’ she clings to my sleeve. I admire her again & hold my six year old daughter in my arms & kissed her on top of her head. She doesn't know that I have lost my Love Timothy. I kissed her again, pouring her Mother’s Love at her. And wind blows with hot sharp scent making the palm itch, and the heart beat faster. For a time, then we stay. For a time. Till the wind changes. 

"Because He Is My Role Model"

It was the first day of our class when he joined our institute as a faculty member. I was waiting for my class to start when to my surprise he called me in for a talk. He spoke with me for a while and when I was about to leave he made a statement- “So you are this year’s ‘Somya’ for me“. At my confused expression, he explained that each year he has had a bright jolly student, called Somya, to teach.

My mentor- when I was preparing for my MBA exams, he came across as a very learned and experienced person. His down-to-earth nature and ease of approachability made him everybody’s friend. Having learnt from his mistakes, he urged us to make mistakes as well for a better learning experience. Each interaction with him was an experience in itself. I, having lived a sheltered and protected life throughout, lived my life lessons through his stories.

He is that one person who has influenced me in a positive way. He has always been there for me not only when I was looking for someone to guide me, but also to understand me. I have learnt from him to make our own mistakes, our own decisions, to follow our dreams, and to not regret anything in the end when you are on your deathbed. I try to follow his footsteps and try to be him by imbibing what he taught us. His sense of humour and ability to adapt to any situation always inspired me and I incorporated the same in my life. He has finesse in his approach, clearance in his vision, rationalism in his thoughts and mixture of emotions in his teachings. He is a versatile person and an inspiring figure in each of his student’s life.

That first day’s interaction made me understand an important thing; that he had a lot of expectations from me. I have today finished those classes and enrolled in a prestigious MBA institution but Sir continues to be my mentor.  I do not know up to what extent I am going to fulfill his expectations but I hope to make him proud someday. One day he will be showing my achievements with proud to his other unique Somya of that year. 

Somya Rishishwar is a first year MBA student at Symbiosis Institute of Media & Communication, Pune. Here she talks about her teacher and mentor, Mr. Gireesh Parker.

Lost love! Which is now Gained

I didn't even know, what i have lost what i have gain,

but when i found myself alone in rain.

I always had in heart my lost love's pain..!

Only tears from my eyes roll down 

to my cheeks again n again,

Even the running water washed 

tears from my face,

but still her memories in my eyes remain.

Suddenly silhouette of her came to me,

offer to dance with me in that rain.

We danced and she whispered in my ears-

"dun cry my love ,

I am always with you flowing in your vein....

Just remember me always with my good memories

because rest of all r insane, and

look forward in your life 4 love's another train.." !!

Suddenly she left me alone in rain,

but now I was having seeds of hope in my vein.

In that beautiful rain, my lost love was with me.

and that's what i had gained..!!

From that day I started looking for new up coming train....!!!!!

Christmas Gift

Bate is sitting on the cozy couch, with utter guilt on his handsome face, holding a coffee mug in his both hands. It’s Christmas Eve outside. While in his empty home; he is just sitting in front of little charcoal fireplace, staring in the hearth of burning woods and missing his beloved, whom he has lost in last summer’s. 

They departed with each other without uttering a word and this pinches him a lot. He can still feel the faded smell of his love on this couch and he can still hear her giggles around him.

Besides lying brown diary of his Love, written Anna on it, have a dead rose bookmarked in it. When he looks at diary, his eyes get fills with tears; they slowly rolled down his cheeks to touch his lips. His heart is very heavy. He is feeling lump in his throat. He puts coffee-mug on the right side of his couch on a small rounded table and stands up. He walks to the door and as soon as he peeps out from the window, he founds that its snow falling outside that to on Christmas Eve .

Bate feels nostalgic when he remembers Anna saying- “Snowfall on Christmas is my favorite moment, I have always wished to dance with the person who loves me during Christmas' snowfall.” With this thought he steps outside in the snowfall with his swimming eyes. 

He is feeling so incomplete without her that he doesn't want to move forward in his life, he wishes to get back old days with Anna. 

Snow is getting stirred on his clothes, his lips turning blue. 

Suddenly, he sees silhouette of Anna in the dark. She is stepping forward towards him. He is not even able to say a single word. He is just staring her by cleaning tears from eyes. She asks him to dance with her, he holds her hands and put his head on her shoulder and dance and talks with her for whole twilight, but she doesn't say a single word. She listened him patiently as always she does.

Then, she whispers in his ears- “My love it’s time to depart now, you promise me that you will not cry for me and let me go happily in the another world of fairies from where I will send you another fairy to look after you so that you will move forward in your life.” Then she gets dispersed in the darkness. He is still standing there with an empty expression on his face.

Sun rises, he is very happy because he has got in this winters what he had lost in summers. Because after her sudden departure he always wished for few memorable moments with her, so that he can life his rest of his life in those moments and memories only. And he was sure that it was not a dream, she really did come to celebrate last Christmas with him because its proof was the Alive rose in the diary !! 

Now he is ready to life his life, and also ready to look forward his new upcoming train of Love. ! :) 

Fikra

Aane wala pal jaane kitne naye lamhe laayega

par purana waqt kabhi na laut ke aayega..

Kuch din jab beetenge yun hi,

tumharana muskurana yaad aayega.

Puraane hi din nahin bhul paate hm toh,

phir kal subah aj ka zamaana yaad ayega..

Thandi bheeni subah ki chehakti subah me tumse baat hui h,

raat ki khamoshi aate aate yeh meetha waqt guzar jaayega..

aur phir tumhara paas aana yaad aayega,

Phir agali subah hum dhundenge tumhe.

din toh khair samjhate hue khud ko nikal jaayega,

per sham hote hi muskurahat me ek khaalipan bhar jaayega,

vo aus ki bundon me aansuon ka mil jaana,

aur phir tumhara jhat se bidak jaana yaad aayega.

Itna karta hai man abhi se hi tumhe dekhne ko,

jaane waqt parson kya manzar dikhayega,

jab mera tumse ladna bhi mujhe yaad aayega.

Kaise guzrenge vo pal jab tumhara mujhe sataana ,

parso raat ke hote hi phir se sataayega..

EMOTIONS

My own smile stuck me, be fools me every time !!!

It laughs at me and asks me what I have achieved yet, by smiling at everyone??

No one is there to understand my tears, and my emotions are still unlearned..!!

I came so far in life's journey still I have no one around my neck to be curled.
It took too long to understand me in the life's long run,

that even your seemingly small wishes can let someone to                                                              break your heart..!!

Dun want everyone to read my eyes,

but at least the one for whom I dare to even kill someone,

should not miss communicate my tears and

should at least give a try to know me from inside..!!

I dun want happiness to be around me always..

But I want to go with him on a blissful ride..!!

Where he'll understand the pain of my heart and,

will not leave me alone, while always sit by my side..!!

Who'll not only kiss my wishes but also he will be my guide..!!

Sometime my heart starts sinking into hell, 

I want to catch it, hug it.. 
and gift it to someone very b'ful of my life,

Who will not bother to change its softness and,will take care of it,
also won’t ask me at least someday to let me my emotions hide..!!

Who can dare to forget the world just for the sake of my smile..!!Who will understand some day the actual way to get my smile..!!

Who'll someday dun fight for not being perfect for me, but at least give a single try..     !!!!!

Someday YOU feel

Lying in her bed, this was the fourth time she is glancing at the clock, but still it is showing 12.30 only. Its seeming like clock is on hold, time is freeze, and now she is even tired of taking turns on her cozy bed. 

Today her pink softy pillow is also not comforting her at all. She was never been like this before, something was wrong in her mind. Her stomach was craving for someone.Although, she knew what is there in her heart. But still she was ignoring and trying to be in the real world only. 

She never used to come out from her fantasies though, but someone’s sudden absence had made her to go for self realization, that is why she solely wants to gulp the bitter realities of her real world. But today it was not so easy for her to face everything. And she is still ignoring whatever is in her mind, and she is not even paying any hide on the wall painting of footsteps.

She stood up and put her feet into sleepers lying under bed, and took a walk into her apartment. Suddenly felt happy by realizing that new music system she wants and how can she forget a Goa trip is also she want to manage for this month. So all she has to do is hard work. Aah! Sigh of relief. She loved the ease of accepting the reality.And she moved towards her room, bent for water jug lying on the table, glanced at wall painting. While gulping sips of water, flashbacks started in her mind.She kept the glass down and redid her bed. 

As the night progressed she lay numb with her head rested on pillow, her hands she can feel were so loose, and her heart was empty with no left insane jokes in her mind, which she used to share with. She is still asleep with thoughts in her mind, and she is missing her late night Maggie talks over an explanatory note- ‘this is the best thing in the world I can cook for you my love’!!
She lay quite as ever, His thoughts were soothing her. She is feeling nostalgic with sound of giggles and shouts, which used to happen during pillow fight. She wants to ask her love today that how he is living on earth without his most important thing in the world, ME!!! Precisely, when she is feeling his presence by her side. But she was not able to see him anymore. And a sudden jump from reality again made her to look around her for her Love, who left her alone in this room few months back in a car accident.

The clock struck 7 am. She wake up and caught tears in her eyes. And started to look for Ankush’s sleepers, lying under bed, which use to make her feel nearer to him. Somewhere in her mind she had a feeling that it was her Love only who made her to sleep last night, now she don’t want to tease him anymore, so she started getting ready for her office with a smirking smile on her face after wishing Ankush a Happy Birthday!