It’s not false that memories and old conversations hurt.They tear your skin deep to the fascia and make you bleed from your lacrimal glands.But on the other side of grass,the memories will make yoh smile too.When the pain you are going through at present,you feel some memories of past makes you smile too.Like the cherry on top of your not-so favourite flavoured cake.Like the small rainbow in the sky after thundering.You miss the person,you miss his presence in your happiness,in your ‘How was your day’,in your no-special-feeling notifications in your phone.You feel the numbered days were better.With him,even the turmoil felt little less brutal and the nightmares felt less atrocious.Just like ‘दर्द में भी ये लब मुस्कुरा जाते हैं
बीते लम्हें हमें जब भी याद आते हैं.’
Your rewind and replay button starts.You go through the days of holding each other hands,talking about being with each other at 3am of the night through chats and so on.In those hours of midnight when you wait for their one message to popup and in the background of your dark room Alexa is playing KK’s voice in Beetein Lamhein.You feel to tap on the call button just to ask the person to be back and to give another one mere chance(may be).Your hopes didn’t die yet and you feel the time when you parted was wrong.(May be)now the planets and stars have alligned to make things in place for us again.You with through all the shooting stars and 11:11 to make things work because you felt this will be worth it.The efforts,the misunderstandings and miscommunications might just be the ingredients for a better biriyani of life.
//मेरे कांधे पे सिर को झुकाना तेरा
मेरे सीने में खुद को छुपाना तेरा
आके मेरी पनाहों में शाम-ओ-सहर
कांच की तरह वो टूट जाना तेरा
आज भी जब वो मन्ज़र नज़र आते हैं
दिल की विरानियों को मिटा जाते हैं//. At the end of the song when this plays,you remember the days when you carry a heavy heart, rest your head on his shoulders,letting your tear drops roll on his tshirt and you feel that Life is still doing better.The embrace when you run to his arms seeing him after just a day to hide your face in his chest and realising your heart is safe there.You don’t take a blink to cry infront of him when you fail in life or career.You wail in the shade of his heart and your fluffy panda eyes will still be loved in the aftermath.
Today when you cross those conversations where you both talked about hearts,you smile a little more wider.May be because you realise he is more happier somewhere without you and you are just happy about it.And May be,just may be,they call this attachment,love and not just another fling.
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