Emotions aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness," "joy," or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. It is important not to suppress your feelings altogether when you are depressed. It is equally important to avoid terrible arguments or expressions of outrage. Your emotions make you human. Even the unpleasant ones have a purpose. Don't lock them away. If you ignore them, they just get louder and angrier. We all live at the mercy of our emotions. Our emotions influence and shape our desires, thoughts and behaviors and above all our destiny. Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.
A M O N T H L A T E R
Sometimes when you are lost, you don't realize when time passes away and you don't even get to know. Some thing same is happening with Rakshit too. He was so lost with the new happenings in his life that he didn't have any idea that how this one month passed and he is back from hospital. One side he was devasted with the thought of not able to play cricket anymore, other side he was happy with the idea that Drishti is in love with him. On top of that she confessed. She confessed it in front of him.
N I G H T
It was night when Rakshit was laying on the bed watching cricket match on TV. He was too engrossed in the match but deep in his heart he was feeling bad. It is childhood dream that he will play cricket in the national cricket team one day. But now it is uncertain. He does not know that if he will be able to play again or not. He was thinking why life is so unpredictable, why we can't know beforehand that what's going to happen next.That time only he got a text. He got hold of his phone lazily.
“What are you doing?”Rakshit smiled seeing the text. Though it was a small one, it was enough to brighten up his face. The frown which was there on his forehead till now has disappeared with the only message from Drishti.
“Watching cricket match. What about you?”Other side Drishti has completed her home work. She was laying on the bed missing Rakshit like anything. From a long time, she was thinking of wheather to call Rakshit or not. She was thinking Rakshit is not well. He must be taking rest or not, these were roaming in her mind.
After thinking a lot, she decided to call Rakshit at first but there is high chance that her family members are awake or they are around him and they might hear her. So, she dropped the plan of calling Rakshit and messaged him and waited for his reply.In a minute only she got his reply back. Drishti nodded her head in disbelief seeing the message. ‘God, is not there anything else in this boy’s life? He is always thinking about cricket or playing cricket. Why? Why? Why? And here I don’t even know the c of cricket. I am afraid what will he do about cricket anymore.’ Nandini made a pout.
“I see. Did I ever tell you that I don’t know anything about cricket?”
Drishti typed the text and sent it to Rakshit. She was giggling while sending the text to him.Rakshit got the reply and chuckled. He wondered what she was doing when he had come for his match.
“No, you didn’t. Do you think it’s fair? Your boyfriend used to be an amazing player and you don’t know anything about cricket.”
Rakshit again concentrated on the match. The match was getting interesting and he was enjoying it.Drishti was waiting for his reply. When she got the reply, Drishti bit her lower lip. ‘Why does it always feel so different when he calls me his girlfriend? But I feel good when he says it. It feels out of the world.’ She thought in mind and his message always makes her feel special. No matter how sad she is, he always manages to lit her mood.
She was thinking what to reply. Then she thought of something.
“But you know what boyfriend, I like football a lot and I understand that quite well. Now it’s not my fault that the person I like is not into football but into cricket. And why are you saying used to, you are still an amazing player and you will continue to be so. It’s just a matter of few days then you will be back where you belong. I trust you.”She smiled sheepishly after sending Rakshit the message.
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Lost Love
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