It’s almost a year now since we last
talked; since he left. I don’t remember about him much now it is like I've moved on completely. No more weeping, no more giving sympathy to myself, no
more feeling stupid. Life is getting better; I've taken the first step and for
sure it will lead to success.
But still sometimes suddenly each ‘n’
every memory comes back like a flashback, like a kaleidoscope of memories. The
last song played on my cell phone was once dedicated to him just brought me
back to the circle from where it all started, efforts I made in past seemed
futile! Wasted!
I guess I never really forget him or
moved on completely. One part of my mind still reminds me of him…
One part of heart still beats for him.
He may be in a remote corner of my heart but he is there still there. May be
the space he occupied earlier reduces but never vanished.
# I guess because the thing called love
is a feeling which is so intimate ‘n’ passionate that it can never really end.
May be his chapter is closed but he will be there always in the book of my
life…
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