It was over. The chase, the trust, the destiny, the smile, the tears, and even the closure. There have been times when I have been a ruckus, almost each time, burdening Shashank with the darkness inside, proving to him and his associates each time, claiming my identity now and then and now making myself not worthy enough for anyone.
It blew with a fight only to separate the identity.
“You never appreciated me” Shashank announced.
It is miraculous to know how an entry can change individual lives. In between the petty fights, the fact of loving Shashank doesn’t change ever. Consecutively, I fear the day when he could be taken away from me. There is always a question of the existence. Primarily, it is funny to know how someone once a stranger can be so important that he turns near to the breath. Continue reading
It was all beyond that now. I considered myself culprit for Shashank’s aggression at times, for his silence and for his sadness. Undoubtedly it all started after my entry. The time society began to tag me was also the time I introspected with a conclusion. “I am the reason”. Continue reading
We have always had an argument for picking me up from the Airport. Lately, I have realized how he wants me to gather, learn and collect my shit rather depending on people each time. Knowing I am only dependent for my pickup’s and drops, Shashank furiously asked me to come from the airport myself. I was skeptical and hurt. I thought of calling up someone else but didn’t. Again he told me to go to a particular place all alone at 4 in the morning. I was again puzzled. Continue reading
I was about to step for one of the best days of my life. The first book was all set to enter the market. The funny part was the kind of behavior and challenges I got from him and his side during those 15 days. Not victimized but clueless. It was one of the days I imagined and craved for ages. All I got was fights, allegations, queries, assumptions without a tinge of hearty congratulations. There was a realization of being amidst the wrong set of people, thoroughly. Continue reading
I wanted to have a weapon to minimalize the rage sprinkled by the world. And, I found one… Words! The written words. Shashank once asked me to stop writing with such intense thought process, I never cared. I have never asked him to change his routines and activities, why has he started to point out? Continue reading
“Why didn’t you tell us before?” One common question each one jumped with.
I am struggling to identify if it is about two people or the entire world? Can we settle for a reason how lovers should be given privacy to know each other before attaching it with any other suggested tag on our very dear Earth? Continue reading
The first time we were together for an occasion; New year’s eve. Standing across each other, he turned with the countdown and stepped forward to hug. Kissed my forehead and moved aside. I was in love with him all over again. Continue reading
Did I ever say I am perfect? How can I ever get a man like him to date? Is it a dream? Why am I this insecure? Continue reading