Once again it is you ( part 2)

 its been a week, but I usually thought about that girl like even now I'm at the station and looking at her . I don't know how I was feeling like this, may be because of my past love or may be I wanted to search a new love life like I was in a dillema of thoughts. Jumping into the future from the past memories is the toughest process of life sometimes, you need to cut the previous threads along with joining the new ones. There are chances that you have nightmares sometime of your past,you need to fight these nightmares for entering into a new morning which is tough though.

Like every day ,,,that day in the morning I woke up with the previous thoughts,but, today I got a call from one friend of mine ,Abhi .

He wanted to take me for a ride for eating kachodi's that are very famous street food  in our aligarh. I talked to him in a very negative note and refused to come with him ,but he insisted me a lot ,so I had to go . We both were wandering in the city after a long ,we both shared a lot of thoughts ,and expelled a lot of philosophy.

After all this in the evening,we both sat at the side of a highway in a silence ,out of the shore of the city ,and looking towards the sunken sun  and then suddenly abhi asked "what happened,tell me?"


 I can't get over shreya ,she left me without any reason, without saying any word ,left me empty ,I want to forget her ,but I just can't" ,I said this to abhi in a go . Then abhi said " Look ,some people come and  go from our life so we can look ourselves changing and can identify our other sides and their leaving us empty is for  filling ourselves with some other beautiful things " ,these words of abhi gave me  some positive vibes and then he added " You will be fine,don't worry". I just smiled and shook my head .Then ,we started talking other things ,then he asked " Don't you use insta? ,I sent you various posts ,but you didn't reacted " . I said" I don't use insta , uninstalled it for a long". He said " ok " and then in the evening after a long ride  I was  back at my home .

On that night before going in the deep sea of sleep ,I was thinking about shreya as usual. 

Some  words of abhi gave me some energy but couldn't change my habits of thinking her every night so easily.


Suddenly,I took my phone and installed insta ,,then I saw various notifications, messages, but I saw a request named " shreya".


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