my diary...

hey boy.. how are you? really missing you... today i actually felt like talking to you... when the red shirt guy, today created nuisance for me in the class, i felt like crying.... i felt if you were here, you'd have slapped him....

i have been imagining a lot these days... a lot including what if you were still a part of resonance & infact you were also showing up at motion, where we'd always be together... we'd sit adjointly... study together.. move to mall for date... go here, n there... at our hometown we'd see each other's friends.. you'd take me to your and shravan's favourite place... we'd study together for the forthcoming school exams... u remember having promised to teach me for that?... i was supposed to prepare cofffee for the two of us... where it was a deal that we'd use just one cup for the two of us...
i can now see a lot of emptiness in my life without you... i feel how will i now enter the drawing room were every corner of it reminds me of you... every thing there has a memory with you... even this room of my hostel has you, i used the phone here... wen i was talking with you... telll me were not???...
every time i check my inbox i pray that this would all end up like a bad dream and there would be messages from you saying "love you... take care... missing you girl... y dont you stop thinking ablut me?... wish i could see you today!... chamcham...blue shirt...'v' gurl.." you see, i still dont remember her name... your eyes are something i search for... everyday in my dreams...

earlier i used to walk at insti, with my head held up... now'er'days i prefer floor watching... for if mistakenly, somebody with something similar as in you shows up, i'd break down... i wont be able to stop myself from crying...

i dont like to talk to people much, these days... a spec of your name, is a gash of memories for mw.. each strong enuf to tear me part ...fully!

wish..... what is the reality...... was never the reality.......wish it could all end up as a bad a dream
with me waking up at my home, hearing the sound of your bike downstairs.... running to the balcony and you with a smile and calling me down to go somewhere... and then me rushing for tuition... in my scooty and you in your bike... we driving very slowly cause of winter and talking about each other on way to aunty's home at 4:30AM and then after parking our vehicles outside the housee, we walking hand in hand to inside of her house to get our favourite seats... on seeing us together s****** bhaiya exclaiming "together again?, you guys are inseparable souls"

wish i could tell him ... he was wrng and that we've been separated... miles apart... we cant contact each other ever again!!!...... NEVER AGAIN!!!