Last bye

The celebration

Here sitting I am, alone on the roof looking at the moon with an empty beer bottle and a box of cigarettes celebrating three year anniversary of my breakup. Its been three years and I rarely miss him now, but the date and the mail I received today's morning did the job of beating my head to bring back moments I spent with him.

I don't think I love him anymore. Feelings were something I could delete but those memories still made me cry in my lonely nights.

I greeted my iPhone with my fingerprint to unlock and reopened that mail from shivashish41@yahoo.com which said

'Celebrating saddest two years of losing you, I wish I could wish you back". He had to mail coz my bestie blocked him everywhere on my social media.

It is so funny how the smallest happenings in our lives change them entirely. Only if I didn't had any doubts in organic chemistry, Only if the teacher who did teach me wasn't absent or only if Ashish wasn't good in organic chemistry I would have never spoken a word to that jerk I thought him to be. It wasn't the day we met for the first time but Of course, the first time I got to know that impolite creature knew how to mock, smile, laugh and be polite.

I wiped my eyes and got downstairs to the rented room where I reside with my best friend. "Again drunk for that bast*rd!!" Prishu yelled at me.

"No my baby doll!! It's just a bit of celebration" I replied and laid down on the sofa fast asleep.

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