Broken without you

sweet memories

Aankh hai Bhari Bhari aur tum...
Muskuraane ki baat karte ho// .
"Zindagi khafa khafa.." I kept murmuring... 'Ahh! Can you please stop buzzing around near like a bee, there's already too much from the traffic and distorted roads.' And the car passes through another crater taking a huge bump.
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'What? This song is poetic justice.'
'Can you not argue anyway? I wish you knew something that's called "peace".'
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'And I wish you knew that you're the piece of me that brings me peace!' [she turns off the radio]
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'That's all you know,right? Making people fall for your words.'
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'Maybe or maybe not. I don't know about people, but I want you to love me for more than just my words.'
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[He turns it back on.]
// Mere haalat aise Hain ki Mai Kuch Kar Nahi Sakta, tadapta hai ye Dil lekin, ye aahein Bhar Nahi Sakta...//
'Why do you always do things that I never acknowledge? And then expect me to understand you ?'
. 'Ain't this what people do who truly love each other? You try & understand them when they least make sense.' .
''Ain't this applicable for both? How do you expect me to forget what happened at my birthday party ! You screwed up things just because someone flirted with me and made a scene out of it?' 'It's not like I meant to ruin your day. I just couldn't stand the sight of someone trying to hit on you. You're mine and I'd never compromise with it'
. . 'Seriously? Hitting up so bad that my friend ends up in a hospital ? You didn't even apologise to him.'
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. 'Apologise? He had this coming, well you better tell him to stay away, or this might be repeated in near future.
[Looking at her upset, he added .] .
'What do you want?'
'I want things back to how they were. I want my birthday to end on a good note. And I want you understand that even if he flirted , I didn't flirt back. '
[Driving ahead he listened word by word.]
'I want you to trust me more,that's it.'
. 'You see, I trust you, like Dumbledore trust's Snape, I trust you more than I can put in words.' .
'I love you. I hate fighting with you. But you..' .
'I love you too .'
[Both smiling at each other.]

He kept drinking but these memories are the only source which keeps him alive now he can't  even think to get rid of these beautiful memories which hurts him like a knife had been pierced right into his heart......

There is no hope left in his heart that he will be able to see her or find about her but still trying to devote himself with alcohol may be the burning sensation in his throat will reduced some ache he is feeling in his heart....

But then he suddenly start coughing vigorously and start rubbing his hands over his face and start to breathe air as much as he can but he knew nothing will help just one thing which will give him relief temporary is .........

His mother entered in his room and look around to see nothing new but what shocked her the most is his only son us lying on the floor with a packet in his hand and is coughing blood....she ran towards him " sid bacha look at me bacha are you listening just...look at me don't close your eyes bacha" .....she said .

M...mom ple... ase do something i am going to dye without her ....i i can't......mom i am not able to bear this.....ahh mom please help me....i want to dye to be with her....he said this while breathing heavily in his mother's arm..

His mother can't be able to see this as if somebody had cursed his child that he is going through soo much what he made himself.he is destroying himself and each and everyday try to doo something new to end his life . He just lost his all hope he silently pray to god to give his son the only one who can make him sane his love his life his " Naaz".

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