April 23, 2012
Whenever
I feel like talking to you, I could just call. But I stop with an unusual
emptiness and a question ‘What if you think am disturbing you?’ for a moment,
think and start writing. I really wonder how I got this habit of writing
letters! Might be you think otherwise. I always get a feel to converse without
a solid topic, so I may stumble after I call you. It’s always better to write
than to make a wrong conversation – I feel.
Morning
roads were little busy as I rush towards the office. Even with an hour delay, I
never cared to add one more minute staring and smiling at the pathway where you
would wait for me in the evening!
When
I entered my office floor, there was no one. It’s usual and happens every day
for me, but today I felt how it would be if you were here! I have never got a
call to my desk phone, but today it rang – I wonder why I thought it could be
you for a moment before I picked it up!
Opened
my mailbox, zero unread mails it said. Suddenly received a mail from a friend –
not you, the first thing I noted was your name and I wonder what's there just
magical to make me feel happy. Those are days, when I miss you completely but
don’t call/ text since morning waiting for you to initiate. Later I would be
initiating first, with a thought I have missed out a complete day at last!
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