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Moved on or not?


She was deeply madly in love with him. He made her feel special and she in turn showered him with love and then some more love. Life for her was suddenly very beautiful. She started enjoying rains like she never did before, started dreaming with open eyes and she knew they were meant to last forever.  He used to talk to her for hours, loved her, cared for her and dedicated a good amount of time to her.  She felt blessed for the day when they came across each other on Facebook. That tiny tiny little “poke” that you see on your Facebook home screen,  was their first connection. She woke up one morning and there it was from a random guy. She didn’t know him, so she took her time in poking back and sent him a message asking if they knew each other.  That was the beginning of something unimaginable.

Time was suddenly on fast track, their phone conversation of few seconds transitioned into hours and hours of magical words, even then they couldn’t have enough of each other.  They had been talking on phone for several months now and it was time to meet in person.  Desperation was overwhelming and they were aching to be with each other. Finally that evening arrived, they went for a long drive and everything was amazing. Lots of butterflies were tickling her thoughts,  she knew she was ready. He made her feel like his queen. After dinner he took her to his place and the whole night was spent in sheer bliss and pure passion for each other.

Morning arrived and she woke up with a smile on her face only to find an empty space next to her. He was standing in the far end of the room, getting ready. She could see the look on his face, something was missing. After sometime both of them were sipping their cups of coffee. Neither said anything. She was scared to utter even a single word as she knew things have changed. He dropped her to her place, without saying anything to her, sat in his car and zoomed away. She absolutely had no idea what went wrong, thinking she might be over reacting she dialed his number.

It took her a year, lots of tears and un-returned calls to move on from that day. The day could easily be defined as her “Most Unforgettable and Most Horrible Day” at the same time. Finally she was moving on with her life, when one day she got a text message asking for her forgiveness. She knew it was from him. She knew she could not bear another breakdown. But she was forced to reply back after some hundreds of “sorry messages” and she called him up. She had to know the reason for the whole drama.  He asked for her forgiveness and apologized many a times. She forgave him but she had lost her faith in love since that day, therefore she gave him an option of just being friends and nothing more. He accepted it.

She had been friends with him since last 8 months and they talked only once in that duration of time. Today was just another day till she saw an Engagement Announcement on Facebook and her heart sank. Tears started to roll down her neck.

 

 

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Monsoon: too late or too soon?


It was drizzling since morning but by the time she was done with her lunch it started to rain heavily. She went outside to feel the air and light breeze. The moment she stepped out on the rain-soaked patio, she knew she will have a tough day. Monsoon always had that effect on her. There was a time when she simply used to get mesmerized by the pleasant weather, pitter patter of rain drops and the sweet heart breaking fragrance of the damp soil. Now she feels sad, she misses the love of her life and regrets that why dint she tell him about her feelings and why dint she ask his name?

This was the same hotel, same city where she met him 2 years back. They met at the Hotel disc. She was trying to order a Dirty Martini but bartender was way too busy to even give her a glance and the blaring music made it more arduous. Out of nowhere from crowd, he jumped in and literally ordered for her and gave the bar tender 20 bucks for a 10 dollar drink. She thanked him and they started chatting, she actually liked him. Somehow she was not feeling any inhibitions from him and the result was she was sharing almost every tiny little detail of her life, her thoughts, her family and friends .

It was 3 in night when they had to leave the place. Both of them were in no mood to go their respective rooms. They were drunk, after the Martini sessions and tequila shots. Booze was doing all the thinking & talking for them. Before they knew they were sneaking out on the stairway and in no time they were at the rooftop of the hotel. Rooftop had a garden and a beautifully lit gazebo which was reserved for special occasions. It was raining and it began to gain momentum and smacked them with all its might, piercing them through and through, from head to toe (they preferred rain over brightly lit gazebo)…………

He saw her by the bar trying to place an order. That beautiful gorgeous girl, 2 years ago, who caught her attention not because of the beauty she endured but the charisma that engulfed her. Dressed in plain black cowl neck dress with her hairs tied up in a neat ponytail and the only jewelry she was wearing was a red ruby ring in her right hand. Confidently standing in her high red and bronze heels and clutching her tiny bag in one hand she was trying to get a drink. She was oblivious to his gaze, but he was very much aware of her presence and the fragrance of her perfume was simply intoxicating.

Before he knew he was buying her the drink. She turned towards him and thanked him. He knew he was drawn to her. She was intelligent and smart. He was getting more and more attracted to her. A feeling of inexplicable longing came over him as a thrill ran down his spine. Talking to her was so easy, he was conveying whatever was in his heart that too without any hesitations. They had their drinks and then couple of shots. He dint even realize the time till he heard the DJ announcing that the bar is closed and everyone needs to leave. He dint want the night to end.  He was drunk, she was drunk but he was intoxicated by her beauty.

They ended up at the rooftop garden of the Hotel. He dint know how the door to the garden got unlocked, may be his luck was on his side. It was a rainy night. Though the stars were concealed by the pitch darkness, but he could easily see the twinkle in her eyes. Both of them were suddenly soundless, only thing they could hear was: whatever their hearts were saying. Both of them knew the night will be one of the most unforgettable nights of their lives and the moments will be cherished throughout their existence.

Since that morning 2 years back when they parted their ways he regretted not conveying his feelings to her. He was never able to forget her as she became a part of his heart, the girl with whom he shared the most beautiful moments of his life, the girl about whom he knew everything except for her name and contact. He tried to forget her but more he was trying to forget, more she was hovering over his thoughts and heart.

Finally he gave in to his feelings and decided to visit the same hotel on the same date when they met for the first and last time. It was his last night and tomorrow he will be leaving. He was unable to bear her absence from his life. To drown his sorrows he went down to the bar and ordered a drink. Just when he was about to pay a hand came from behind and offered 20 dollars for that 10 dollar drink.

There was no need to turn back and look who was buying him a drink, this was the fragrance he can never forget and the ruby ring which caught his attention.

He knew this is the beginning of a very beautiful life.

A-)

(re blogged)

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