Dhyanvi's Pov
Looking at the screen , I gave away a heavy sigh . Instead of answering the phone I just wanted to keep listening to my ringtone . Well it's the voice of my favourite person , Darshan Raval . I have never been a call person , so I waited till the call ended . And then admired the only constant person I ever had . Its such a calming pic of his , like every other fan I'm too jealous of his eyelashes . But there's one thing , sometimes you just look at him it's like , " he's so beautiful " , like a piece of art .
The phone began ringing again , I silenced it and went back to my bed . The clock showed up the time 12:43 , another past midnight and eyes still open wide . Pulling out my diary , well this is a different one , I love to write poetry , and the pages are filled with ink . Sometimes I tend to believe I'm not the one who wrote them as I can't even go on with writing two words , everyone says it's a writer's block , but I guess you can lose interest in something , and it's okay . But you don't want to believe in that reality , because if you lose the only thing that is your happy place ; an escape from realities , you will be left with nothing .
It takes time for me to get back , innumerable crap words written down and scratched up . Writing and re-writing , like an endless process .
But one thing that I have learnt is that when it comes to Darshan , I don't struggle to write . It's like words come out without even trying - effortlessly . His voice has been my comfort zone from the first time I heard him . He became a constant in my life which only had variables in it . Life is unpredictable , I believed in it when I found him .
World is far beyond our reach , but then there's a time you find it in just one person . I would have never known calmness , friendship , love if it wasn't for him . Because my mind is full of chaos , voices that I want to shut but I can't . But I'm learning , to not let those voices take me over . I got a long way to go , but I'm happy that I started walking on this path . Well while we are on this topic , let's write another letter to Darshan , in the hope that someday they will reach to him .
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TU MILEYA
أدب الهواةA gift from just another one in million admirers to her idol D , Distance never seems to have an end , and from past two years the aloofness just seems never ending . But in all this , your songs were the epitome of happiness , making us aware of...
