The Lucky ‘6’

A Dream. . .

Lovers Cry

” Enough of being upset. Today I forgive all my friends.” So, she finally has decided one more person. I wasn’t the one happy with it, the mistake wasn’t worth forgiving. But Ahh! She did it once more, she has been doing it all along. Whether it be her friends or any other person, whatever be the thing, she, somewhere, forgave all!
Talking about her inner beauty,Robert Burns’ well-known poem strikes my mind,
“O My love is like a red red  rose
That’s newly sprung in June,
O my Love is like the melody
That is sweetly played in tune”.
She ain’t an ordinary girl, she’s totally a different. She is beautiful, a person isn’t beautiful always having perfect  alignment of their facials and all. A person is beautiful without these also. It all takes that X-Factor or that charisma, a pure & good heart to make one beautiful. Yes! She was the love of my life, she had all these features, yet she was just “beautiful”!
“Has that beauty vanished? or Has she destroyed it?”, I often wonder! What has happened to her? Has she really stopped forgiving? I just don’t know what has happened, why has she done this!
Its been 4 months now since she left me. My thoughts often go back to time when she said, ‘We’ll last till the end of time & she’ll never hurt me’, I believed her but she ditched me. We were together for 9 months, she was my first love & my last too. She had me high on her love. I wanted her to stay with me, with all my heart I wanted her to stay, but  she left. Left, but why? Is it because of my faults? What have I done?
I haven’t heared a word other than that Goodbye which I’ll never forget. Am I not worth an explanation? Were those 9 months of relationship just days of fun? Or was that an aggravating mockery of my feelings? I’ve loved her, I still do. I’ll love her always. I just want one of the two – either explanation or forgiveness. I’m a lover, I have a cry; LOVERS CRY!

A Short Story !

I rushed onto the platform, a huge crowd welcomed me all over. Poking, piercing, pushing; somehow I managed forwards. Ahh! ‘Thank God, I was just in the nick of time’, I murmured to myself. I quickly scanned the list. On serial 18, I was allotted seat number 247. The engine buzzed on & so did I. I started towards my box, ‘S-6’ & was finally on to the train. I walked towards my seat & checked my serial; 220,230,240, & 247 Aha! There is it. The Neighboring seats were all empty. All of my strength was drained in the hunt of catching the train. I felt thirsty. Took out a bottle, had some water and chained my luggage. I tried to rest, laid down but bizarre thoughts filled my mind. I was getting restless. Almost 9 in the evening, I wasn’t in comfort at all. Humph! I hate travelling at night and in addition to it, I was all alone in my compartment. I felt short of breath, the apartment was empty but it felt like vacuum .I went to one of the doors to breathe the gush that rumbled the sides of train. Air; caressed me to myself & lights and the night sky made me feel like an unraveled person, breathtaking. After being there for some time, I went back to my seat. Had my dinner, switched off the lights, I went to sleep.
A dull thud set me up. I was breathless at the seizer. ‘Was it a dream? I asked myself. NO! It wasn’t. A bag had fallen from a shelf and broke my sleep. There was someone down on the seat now, I could probably witness a couple sitting there. Probably they were co-passengers and had boarded the train at the next station. I was dark over there; I made a resolution to see them in the morning. I tried sleeping again. A boy probably, shared something with her. I could hear a bit, perhaps he told her about some incident or something. The girl was just sitting in accord with his statements. I was still trying to sleep when the girl opened up; she told her something. I was alarmed to my very nerves. I knew this voice, quite familiar to me it sounded. I was reassuring myself by asking myself questions like, Is it her? What! Really? OMG! How my heart paced, there isnt a suitable metaphor. I tried to look for her face but it was dark. She stood up and headed somewhere. Her steps beckoned mine to go along with her. Without giving it a second thought, I started following her. She went inside a washroom; I stood there, waiting outside. I can’t wait anymore, I’ve already waited enough for her and I was restless. Door opened, I rushed towards her. She was in front of me. I felt hanged, breathless, stuck & silent. Fate has been cross with me again. It is not the one I expected. She was someone else! How can this happen? No…It can’t. I’m scattered, again. How can she exactly sound like Naireen? I cursed myself.
Naireen? She’s the one I love selflessly. On 26th of September, It was our farewell. Everyone was sad, eyes were moist but I was the odd one; I was happy. I was going to get My Girl! Why the hell would I be sad? I & Naireen will be together, ever from now so forth. We showed willingness for the love we shares. We were in a relationship, in promises of never parting, in laughters of mutual happiness so on & so forth.
Our relationship emerged stronger with each passing day. We were as close as one could be. Life was beautiful! However perhaps this might have happened to you, she just disappeared alike air in air from my life. This happened like years before yet  the girl who couldn’t resist an hour without me didn’t even bother to state a reason. Almost two years have passed since she took off and unbelievable this is that I couldn’t trace her anywhere nor could my fate. Was I not worth for an explanation? Was my love so low of life? Why did this have to happen when everything was going picture perfect?
Even the fate has taken sides with her. I seem to enjoy my days but when the night comes I find myself disagreeable to this life, a life without love in it; grey. This was for the fourth time I found myself in such a situation.  I’m now no more strong, this is going off. Either I find her, or my fate; I’m not going to leave her unless I am not explained everything that accounts. I can’t even imagine her being with someone other then me, it would be like a betrayal completely by her. Insult of my love is not an option.