UNPARALLELED BONDS

Time and Destiny

Months passed by. Time evaporated slowly and slowly. However I waited like forever. Everyday I would spend hours thinking about him and what he would be doing, how he would have been and writing poetries.
I missed him so much. I can't tell exactly but literally I was getting out of balance now. I did every thing to distract myself after my school life was about to end but even the slightest thing reminded me about him. So after that I stopped writing too. I never felt like writing about autobiography like before. It just made me nostalgic. Writing this book reminds me of him. When he texted me on 8 Feb, that was the last day I had written. I developed a fear of writing because that way I would get a lot emotional...because...
I miss him... a lot, more than he can ever think. I was anxious and nervous about him. Like there could be many reasons for his ig account not being deactivated.

As days went by, I forced myself to write about the things of past but I just procrastinated.

But now I suddenly pushed myself to write the incidents of past few months.

I thought he would come on 12 March but didn't.
13 March and still no reply. 14 March, still deactivated. 15 March, I was losing hope. 16 March, maybe cried.
Days went by one by one, I waited like a freak. So anxious I was, I went into overthinking about this and that...so confused... what to do?

He just didn't come.
Whenever I wished with my eyelash on my palm, I would blow it saying his name.
I would console myself everytime when a month is nearing an end and assure to myself that he'll surely come the first of next month or by the end of next to next month.

But he just didn't come. So to console myself again, I assumed that he might be preparing for competitive exams like JEE session 2 . I too had but as usual I would go unprepared. So there were two exams , one btech ,other barch.
My barch exam was on 12 april and that day there was a family function at my home. Sadly I couldn't attend the morning phase.
I didn't care though.

12 April, indeed an iconic day, or we can say that was the weirdest day ever in the history.

I packed my bag with a cardboard and a ball point pen for rough work and stood in front of the mirror with my phone on hand and posting a pic on insta with caption- dehydrated, 3 hrs of sleep, going for exam I hadn't studied for.

I had worn a brown check shirt and pants for a formal look. I hopped onto the back seat as my father rode the bike to the exam centre that was an hour away from home.
I was literally so carefree. I felt like it was a formality giving this exam.
And for all the one hour journey, I would just overthink about my boring life.

When my exam centre arrived, my dad said for the third time, " You haven't forgot anything, right?" And I reassured him again. I arrived maybe 35 mins early but still felt like I was a bit late as there were almost no one around sitting and roaming. My father bid me goodbye and left.

I, with my carefree attitude, bag hanging on one side of arm, looking straight towards, was approaching the gate slightly walking fast.
And then as I noticed someone, I was certain I knew, standing in front of the gate, back facing towards me. First thing acknowledged by my eyes was his hair. I slowed down and stared at his fluffy, shinny, shimmering hair as I stepped further and further with eyes widened, heart thumping, hands fidgeting...I said to myself
M#hi! !!!??
IS HE M#HI! ?

And the more I approached, the more part of my soul saying farewell to me. He moved his head a little and his side face came to view.

FUCK HE WAS M#HI!

AND I WAS STANDING JUST BEHIND HIM.

What a timing on this earth that was... Like seriously.

When destinies eventually meet!