Talking of Love...

HIM -

Dear Diary,

Do you believe in love? I never used to… but one day I did !! from that very day… Nothing really has been the same! I have not been the same! Something has changed! I am changed!

SOMETHING THAT JUST HAPPENED UNNOTICED -

Gradually... for forever.

Let me tell you, How it all began...

We first met on that breezy evening. The location was her home.

It looked clean. She was wearing casual T shirt and a denim short. She looked cute rather then sexy. There was something about her that caught my attention. I am not sure what It was. It could have been a movement of legs while she chatted along. Or her usual practice of pulling her falling hairs back from her forehead and settling them behind, from the corner of ear. She had a very cute baby type voice and so much of freshness in her face. Her talks were too many and she said them all in one go. Ah! You feel like keep staring her all the time when you sit just next to such a good looking girl.

She had small eyes which almost vanished within her cheeks, every time she smiled...She was beautiful. She still is. I miss her a lot. I cry at nights thinking about the simplest way in which we met, unexpectedly and how we both lived on with each other till the time...I... I... I lost her. Its been 2 years, But I feel that it happened just this moment. For long, I wished I can turn back time and stop her... Now I...

I wish that she comes back one day,out of nowhere and finds me in this state. She might then believe that I actually loved her.

I miss being 'me', the way I was with her.

Dil dhal jaata hai
Raat jaati nahi

Aaankhein band karne se darr lagne laga hai...Jo kabhi haseen haqeeqat hua karti thi, wahi aaj Dard bhara khwaab hai!

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HER -

Dear Diary

Someone made me learn the four letter word of Love in a way that might never be able to forget the lessons he taught me. He conquered me and still rules over my senses.

It was an amazingly beautiful evening that brought this cute little prince of my heart on my doorsteps for some reason, which I don't even remember now, it was so so small.

He looked like a teddy bear. He behaved like a kid, He sounded like a dreamer. There was a spark in him that engulfed my room and the moment when my eyes met his, I got lost in his world. He grabbed my attention for the moments he stayed with me and I kept thinking about him when He left, I don't know why? Then we met again, and again and again... There was something about this boy that made me crazy about him. He was what I wish I had. I loved him But...

2 years later, I just know...

I regret moving away from him, I wish I was still in the heat of his arms. I feel cheated. I feel lonely, I feel weak... I miss him! I wipe my eyes after thinking about the simplest things that led to our love. I hug my pillow and break in darkness.

Mera shareer yahin hai...Khushbu kahin reh gayi
Tumse dur toh chali aayi, Par shayad main wahin reh gayi

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( PS - I feel like a used hankerchief)

(PPS - Kabhi khushbu, Kabhi jhoka, kabhi hawa sa lagey...Juda hokar bhi tu mujhse, juda juda sa lagey! )