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Incomplete Love Story

Incomplete Love Story

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like an unfinished dream, an incomplete story
a letter half written, a forgotten melody;
certain things are better incomplete
like our...

Monday, September 24, 2018

Conversations... "Part I"


"There was a time in life, when eating amul chocolates used to be a big deal. When there was a concept of candy, phantom cigarette chocolate, goldspot to quench the thirst and hajmola candy (imli and aam flavour) to relax," he said.

"Then what happened?" She asked

"Life. In the most dramatic and furious way. We grew up. We forgot how to enjoy happiness in small things. When we were small, we could do crazy things. All it took was a towel to become superman. When we were not exposed with the world," he said philosophically.

"Because we were too busy running. Running from people, things, events, past, work and even for eating we don't have time. But why is it so that when we are talking about all this we are feeling at peace? Why is that even we are connected we have forgotten how to communicate?" she asked him again

"Because a part of us still resides there. In those narrow lanes and old times. When you had no means to contact people and relied on postman. When people would wait rather than keep calling you if you were late. We have lived both era and we find solace in the era where we were born. Because we are connected to our roots, the origin of our existence," he added.

"Isn't it strange yet wonderful?" She said looking blankly into the sky.

"Beautiful," they both said in unison as they saw a shooting star but they never felt that they were miles apart from each other yet connected. He closed his eyes and made a wish.

"What is happiness?" He asked her out of the blue

"It is the most beautiful feeling to have yet hard to find amid the maze of life," she replied

There was a brief pause as both of them smiled thinking about this.

"Then why don't we put some effort to make it happen?" She asked him

"Because maybe we are too busy solving the complexities of our lives that we forget about happiness at all," he said staring blankly at the ceiling of his room.

"Perhaps," she said staring into the sky

"But you know the best part about us?" He asked her

"That we never try to be happy because it comes naturally to us," she said and giggled 

"That I am always happy when you are around. Maybe amid the crowd I have to wear a mask and keep a fake smile over my face. But when you are around, you always take it off from me," he said and wished only if he could hold her hand

She turned towards the other side of the bed, and whispered into his ears, "Always..."

And they were lost, in the ocean of their love and never wished to return to the shore. 


to be continueed....



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