TU MILEYA

-// 11

Dhyanvi's Pov

I was about type , END ; my hand started to shiver . It felt cold suddenly , and a tear dropped off from my eyes .

There was a hint of happiness and also I felt a sting of pain .

Isn't it strange how one thing can give us so much joy and pain at the same time ? I have been thriving for years for one moment where I feel complete , and when I have it , I want to stay incomplete . With the imperfections I had on the way along with me , giving me reasons to live and improve . Now that I have need to choose the path again to walk on , I don't want to make a decision .

I will never be able to unravel the layers of life , but I'm always so puzzled on what it wants to teach me . And why do everything had to be on a difficult path .

Why can't I just stop ? And be , just mere existence . What harm will a moment do ?

Change has never been like an old friend to me who gives us comfort . I always struggled with it like some stranger who's passing by me . And I don't think I'll ever learn to devour it .

With shivering hands and heavy heart I finally wrote down those last words .

END

I was feeling fulfilled , like I achieved something . Surely this was just a first step , but it felt content . I knew what I had to do to move forward , honestly I was scared . But there was this little voice inside me whispering to me that , ' everything is going to be alright ' . A smile automatically crept on my lips but not to forget the tears that formed in my eyes .

I took the draft out and locked the room , entering my room I kept staring at it without knowing . And kind off I was waiting for Neel to get back , because I know he will give me a honest review of the draft . He's always been straight up with his words and feelings , whatever he feels is out without any filtration . Sometimes his words can hurt but still be glad that he won't sugar-coat things for you to feel better .

I still have no idea on how I'll make this reach to Darshan . Obviously it's written for him and I want to give the first copy to him . But , will he read it or for that matter even open it ? These last two years seems different with him , in so many ways .

I really miss him , and when I'm saying it I mean the person he used to be around Darshaners . Somewhere I feel that connect is lost , somewhere in being close to a few darshaners , he got distanced from others, or maybe it's not his fault at all , but well something is lost . And I just don't want to give up but keep trying to find it again . Hold on not to tight to slip away , but keep it in my hold forever