I punched away frantically at the keys of my laptop. It was the cold month of February, and this month particularly made me very wary. February always brought along with it, many memories! Memories - that I'm not necessarily fond of. Memories, that I've been trying to run away from, quite unsuccessfully. The harder I run, the faster it chases me and catches up - teasing and taunting away unabashedly. It seems there's no escape from them. And the only way to divert my mind is by typing away insanely at my computer. Write stories, poems, scribble randomly - just make anything up - so long those treacherous memories do not dare to enter my mind. But still, they don't budge. They keep pestering me, mocking gleefully. Why? I ask again and again helplessly. I scream and shout at them - leave me alone! Will you ever leave me alone. Why those memories keep flooding in, when you're no more? Why! |
"Wake up beautiful," Sameer whispered in my ears. His voice was always so sexy, especially in the mornings. Even on phone, he could stir up feelings in me. I looked at the watch. It was around 9am, so it would be night at his place - I calculated. |
"Never stop living your life! Promise me." Sameer had said. I remembered every word of his. They were a painful reminder that he was no more around me. As he was leaving, to join work again; fate snatched him away from me cruely. It was the month of February, only a few days after we had celebrated Valentines Day. I hate February since then, because its the month I lost my love. February keeps mocking me with memories, that fate wins after all! And we're helpless before it. I remembered Sameer's last words once again. Never Stop Living Your Life - as though he was aware of his own fate and knew that I'll loose the jest to live my life without him. He'd hate to see me like this - a total wreck without him. No, I won't brood and sulk anymore; I wiped my tears slowly. He may not be physically with me, but I know he'd be around keeping a watch over me. He had wanted me to go to Great Britain some day, where he was posted. We had lots of plans together as #MrAndMrs. Maybe I should visit and go close to where he spent his last days and find a closure. Yes, for love, I'd go that far... Show your love to those who love you lots. But if they are no more with you, Never stop living your life! Shower yourself with all the love you can ~ |
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