From each letter of your unsaid words trickles a sense of disillusionment, as if each letter, if it could fly and reach me over a millisecond, it would sit on my phone screen and peep into my eyes to check if I am really not deceiving you. {But I am not.} And the other day your letter asked, in a way of complaining, 'you don't text anymore',
I just said, 'I don't.
Because
I
Write
To
You
In
Different
Way.'
Now a days I am dating .. yeah ! Dating Myself ! :D Sounds great , right? Ah! Its not that I don't have anyone to date with ... really ! But I love to date myself.. its fun + its safe :P So , yesterday was feeling low , no no definitely was not in doldrums but I was physically not well... Well , I didn't sleep 2 days n 1 night , and I felt somehow this night is gonna be the same - sleepless waking nightmare kinda.. But don't know suddenly from where I got a superb idea - to enjoy my illness , to keep busy myself in one or the other thing so that I could forget all pains. I sat on net, and charged my mp3 player , it was almost 12 am , I desperately wanted to sleep , my eyelids had become heavy , but no , I just couldn't lie down on bed. And I felt a bit hungry too - as whole day I didn't eat anything except bread. Ah! suddenly , my heart leaped , face brightened as soon as the idea factory got started... what about a classy date?? Mind argued - At this hour?...
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