X% written .. shall keep on evolving …
Note : Purely a fantasy ..
Cring !! Cring !! telephone rang up early in the morning. Pretending to wake up in a daze. I know you also feel the same as I. We used to enjoy disturbing each other – sometimes in the night and sometimes in snooze.
You remember? first mobile in your life gifted by your father. *Mobile* used to be a style statement those days. “U must be tired – as u r running in my mind !!” was the 1st SMS you received. Hey, that was me ;-) and the best mistake ever done by me. “Hum Aap ke Dil Mein Rehte Hein… [before the movie released the title coined by me]” was the 2nd SMS that turned out to be a success (?). Stimulation made your fingers come out unconsciously and invented me at the receiver end. << Connection (kismat?) Launched in your very 1st call >> !! Story begins …
I never wanted someone to write a letter to me – BUT today I’m writing about ‘US’ / ‘OUR story’!!
You used to walk miles with smiles and I used to plunk outside office for hours connected to you. Night used to be completely ours !! “Hey ..look at the moon ! This is the same moon I’m watching now!!” – you said… then I realized we are in the same world.
Black T-shirt made the evening colorful when train reached my home town. Was difficult to close my eyes despite midst of my family crowd. You were looking gorgeous. Thought for a moment – how is the idea of keeping you in a show case. Walked together late in the dark night resulting qualm. My B’Day night further strengthen the creeps – BUT we were in the full swing. Chori Mein Bhi Hai Mazza!
Never seen you dressed up to impress me / to men. Being a boy I used to be very possessive very often. I’m not talking to myself, convincing myself that U r innocent – U r actually !
Sometimes you were 'overreacting' and I was ‘over-reading’ you. Used to have ‘fights’ [highest level of DEMAND in Love J] but always ‘compromised’. There was a sense of vacuum when 'one' doesn't turn up any day. Was neither checking mailbox too often nor a poke .. a scrap. Was just waiting for an SMS…a ring !
You used to keep my phone bills lying around and I used to tear them up as soon as I receive them. You know – my wishes used to … anything or everything I buy should be liked by you.. every bite you have should be spooned by me… your company for all my overseas trips I go … show you the planet to capture all beautiful moments …
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Generally speaking, such affairs (where there is a great deal of intimacy) don’t last very long (don’t know why?). e.g. Rekha & Amitabh, Victoria & Rabindranath Tagore, U & Me etc. despite high intellect level and sensitivity. Sometimes they can be good as long as they last. Same thing happened with us. Not backed off; our story just ended up one day – not a temptation that has been nurtured, not just waiting for an opportunity. Shall not allow someone lights-up-our-life/day a bit.
Madness started. Honda City … 1x10000 r/min, 40-45km/hr speedometer … “Keep Distance … Horn Please” SHARMA TRAVELS, 100 meters away, forced me to apply the break. How come I crossed the “Capital Court”? Need to take a U-turn to go back and park the car. Can you imagine a LIFE with U-turn possible? Can I ‘rewind’ our story? Would love to do so – would love to repeat the past.
Somebody said “Dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or below it”. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are there cannot be one without the other yet they cannot exist at the same time. How would it feel, I remember wondering, to be always together yet forever apart?
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