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It's been 2 days since I've last heard from her.
i saw her come into work, but i didn't want to invade her space. i wanted her to take all the time she needed to make a logical and sensible decision. if she decided that she didn't want to give me a chance, i seriously don't know what I'll do.
Because every time i think of my future I see her. i see her and i want her. i want to wake up in the morning knowing that she is getting the love and care she deserves. and i want that every time she closes her eyes at night she knows that someone out there is here for her.
Mein sirf or sirf uski khushi chahta hun. Or agar usse yeh lagta hai ki uski khushi mujhse dhoor rehne mein hai,toh mein usse Jane dunga. Usse dekhne se phele mene kabhi aisa mehsoos nhi kra tha, par jabse usse dekha hai, bas ussi ki kaali aankhon mein dekhna ka mann krta hai, ussi ki battein ki sunne ka mann krta hai or ussi ko dekhte rehna ka jee krne laga hai. Nhi chahta mein kuch or bas uski razamandi chaiye.
she may have not told me anything about her past yet, but I know that something had happened, or else she wouldn't have ran out of my office crying. I just want to make sure she is okay. But then again i just can't go and ask her how she is doing until she gives me a proper reply as to what she wants.
Today is the third day. I woke up in the morning, and went for a run. i like to run, it keeps my mind in check, and i know that this doesn't make any sense but it's just is how it is.
the sun had started to come out and the soft rays touched the pavement. I am a morning person, I love to see beautiful sunrises, and the best place in Jaipur too see a sunrise was Nahargarh. I used to go there often as a teenager, but umar ke saath kuch cheeze choot jaati hai. I don't have enough time now for my personal interest's now, so with the sun I too reached home.
as i entered I was greeted by my mom and dad. "good morning beta" my mom said.
"good morning" and i started walking towards my room to freshen up and get ready for office.
"jay suno" i heard my dad calling me.
"ji papa boliye"
"come home early today, we have to go Ajay's party this evening"
"yeah , I remember. don't worry I'll be home on time" saying this i went inside my room.
Mr. Ajay Sharma has been a very dear and close friend of my dad for as long as i can remember. And today his family is hosting a party to celebrate 25 very successful years. there is just one little problem, i completely hate his daughter, she is always trying go start a conversation with me, and well, I didn't like small talk when I had no one I liked, but now that I do have someone, I don't even want to look in her direction.
