Thursday, August 30, 2012


This is what I found, opening your MMS in my inbox a couple of days back:

Are you that materialistic that you don't even have any clue if I keep thinking about you?
Is this a tit- for- tat for someone you loved forsook you?
You said you'd always loved Marlboro, I don't mind if you start calling me Marlboro today on...
You'd said, you can take a girl like me out shopping with such a pride...
Your every single text used to start like, "Hey gorgeous", "Hola Cinderella", "Yo cutieee"...
Have I turned awkward now?
Am I not your Cinderella now?
Am I not that cutieee I used to be?
Don't you realize, every time the clock strokes a second,
I miss you more by a square?


Your imperfections made you look like perfect to me...
I've not any once confessed,
But,
I've always loved the way you flip open your Marlboro
I've always loved your Zippo
You remember that day in the pub?

I'd emptied shots and shots of grey goose
And was obviously too high to walk sober


Yet you walked me out..
Holding me so tight that I may not fall off...
Holding me so warm that I may not feel lonely...
That very moment, yes that absolute moment
Did you stitch that rigid heart of yours,
With that petite yet stinky heart of mine...
I thought you were so in love with me...
I failed to realize then anyone would help someone too drunk that way :(
I realize I didn't make my presence where you wanted me the most...
Yet you were there for me whenever I wanted you the most,
Whenever I needed someone warn to hug me,
Whenever I needed someone strong to console me,
Whenever I wanted someone kind to love me,
(Wait! Does that make any sense now?)
Whenever I wanted someone humorous to keep me laughing,
Whenever I wanted someone who's proud to have me...
Whenever and wherever... May be I was not available for your whenevers and wherevers...
Yet I love you, I do love you a lot...
With a heart so full of agony,
With my eyes so full of tears,
With my hands stretched out for you,
With my lips aching to meet yours,
With my nostrils dying to smell you of your Calvin Klein,
With ma senses craving for your touch,
With my rockers getting off me minute by minute, without your presence..
All I want to tell you is,
"I miss you SweetHeart,
I miss you and I need you with all my heart,
Missing you more and more by each passing microsecond.... <3"



Bheed Mein Yun Na Chodo Mujhe
Ghar Laut Ke Bhi Aa Naa Paoon Yaar
Bhej Na Itna Door Mujhko Tu
Yaad Bhi Tujhko Aa Naa Paoon Yaar
Kya Itna Bura Hoon MainYaar?

2 comments:

  1. fiction??!!
    filled with emotions!!!!

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  2. Uhm... Perhaps...

    Translated from all de Hindi I kud comprehend... ;)

    Okie I guess :)

    So, Huwez it?
    Good, bad or wat?

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