Silence slept to the melody of my morning alarm, a morning alarm as soft and wet as a moisturizing lotion that smothered me into awakening. And I yawned open my tangled hands like a freshly blooming flower to a room coffined in cold. The room was night bitten, the thought itself made me shiver, caressing my velvet curtains with the tips of my tender fingers I slowly slid them apart. Fresh light began to flow in, it first tickled a touch on my moist, tender toes, as day got brighter I could feel its lukewarm waves wash my feet and soon I was sitting in the middle of a puddle bathed in sunlight. I creaked the wooden door to my balcony open, its ungreased hinges scratched the air, a disappointed shiver shrilled me but, the very sight of morning Sun dripping a golden hue on the white fluffs that sponged the air in likeliness to honey laced cotton candy mountains, I drooled to its sweetness and a smile flowered my face.
Suddenly I was all nostalgic, a revenant memory of a girl I once knew seeped into my heart and, everything became dense and heavy, a pall plasterred with mixed emotions of guilt and love had fallen upon me and all I did was stand still, silence slithered a return with the fading smile on my face.
If I am right then 4 years and 9 months have passed since I met her, I had forgotten completely about her very existance until last night. It couldn't be even called last night, it was infact today morning before the sun had even risen when I woke up between my sleep and all of a sudden my mind was filled up with the date ' 21st June ' only, and because I was always of a curious nature and as somehow my heart told me that the date had some meaning of itself, I searched for that specific date in my mobile's calender and to my surprise there was an old note saved in my mobile on that day. I read the note, it was a small line but it had a greater impact on my mental state, like a flashback my old memories of that day, of 21st June had begun to return.
I read the note once again, it said " I met aishwarya in the train ", a glance suddenly strayed upon my palm, I wonder why ?
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2 Days Together
Roman d'amour. . . . . . . It’s not like love at first sight, really. It’s more like gravity. Your whole center shifts. When you see her, suddenly it’s not the earth holding you here anymore. She does. And nothing matters more than her. And you would do anything...
