She looks outside the window.. She can see snow falling heavily. Far away in dim light she can see yellow streetlight full of white contents… She tries to capture each n every moment of snow falling – she is watching it for the first time. She again looks at it – tries to understand her own heart… but she feels nothing. It's empty or is it contended?
She looks around. She can hear a soft Hindi melody.. She looks around & realizes it’s a hotel room. She has come to London today. She listens to the song -
Tujhe bhar loon apni aankhon mein, in aankhon ko main kholoon na
Kholoon apni baaton main phir is duniya se boloon na
Main dekhoon main baat karoon tere saath jeeyoon tere saath maroon
She looks at the sky.. She can see the darkness… an empty darkness. She decides not to be afraid of it anymore. She decides to search her future in this darkness… she follows the darkness but in vein. All she gets is past.. She thinks about life a year back. It was full of work and career. At that time, she never had thought of coming to London. Somehow, when she thought she is getting settled in the career – she met him…. and her world changed drastically. Together while trying to achieve & chase career they fell in love. Before even realizing how it happened, he asked her for marriage & here she was – a complete woman married & enjoying her honeymoon in London.
Darkness…. She is afraid of this darkness. She wants to come out of it, snap it and run away. Its empty, its black.. It has no face, no color… she just wants to go away. This darkness wants to grab her soul...
Tu aur keesi ka na hona, main jeete jee mar jaaungi
Teri khaatir duniya se ab tanha hi lad jaaungi..
She listens to the knock & comes out of her thoughts. She looks at him – he is all fresh. Broad shoulders, dark hair, grey eyes, French beard she looks at him. His arms around her, completely protective. She thinks about darkness now… But this time – she wants that darkness right there. She wants that darkness to grab her soul…
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PS: This blog is dedicated to the cherished moments of Friendship. Ashiwni and I were traveling from Pune to Aurangabad. We had all girlish talks while coming home as if we were still teenagers!!!!
We reached to Aurangabad at 5 am in the morning. We waited for auto but couldn’t get any so we sat on "Saint Eknath RangMandir Katta" and at 5 o’ clock in the morning I told her this story of blog. It has all things in it – MnB smell, teenage dream & an unknown fear. I wanted to cover all of it.
