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"Look at me, Mihir, Am I not enough for you? Do you not love me anymore? Was everything a lie?", I trembled when I said these words while
I held his hands.
His eyes meet mine with concern. He said, "Why are you shivering? Get a hold of yourself."
He held my hand firmly, looked deeply into my eyes, and continued,
"Do you really love me? Tell me?"
I was speechless, I did not know what to say at that moment. Yes, I was completely, passionately, insanely , desperately, especially hopelessly in love with him. Every inch of me knew that secret.
But i could and would never say it out loud because i will never find the words to explain what i was feeling. The love and passion that i had in me could not be put in mere words.
"Jo bhi mai kehna chahun,barbaad karein alfaaz mere."
[Whatever I want to say is spoilt my words.]
Ayla Asif, a nineteen year old, arts major student, gets these unusual yet real periodic dreams of her past lover. She strives to know why
she went through such a phase every now and then. It had been an year since her and her ex boyfriend Mihir had called it quits. What could possibly go wrong between such a pure and promising couple?