NO WILL TO DO ANYTHING SYNDROME {NWTDA}

NO WILL TO DO ANYTHING ! 
Yeah , this syndrome ! Well really its a culmination of two three diseases . One , the exams are over . Second, you are awaiting results . Third , your student life is over . you are finally a law graduate . Fourth , you are hoping to get a job and make an independent living while your dad is all freaked out because of old societal dogmas and a logic that i will run away with someone . Oh god ... seriously !! cant i run away from Jammu itself . Anyways once a jerk always a jerk ( dont judge me with a moral disease okkk!!!)

And lastly when you are writer , you know what a writer's block is . well , my mind is totally blank . No idea ... nothing at all . 

So the post student life as many purport should be fun and mostly catching up on the things that you always wanted to do . well then thats what i am doing . SLEEEPINGGGGG..... 

Well yeah apart from sleeping and just reading some stuff i have virtually shut my eyes n ears on anything thats happening in the outside world . pretty difficult for me to beleive in given the fact that that i am a news maniac . 
He is away so more n more added peaks of idiotic frustration , though i am really surprised as to from where did this patience and sensibility enter my head . May be just the perks of being an army girlfriend . ya ya ... be strong ! thats how the mantra goes . Well then i have never been this strong and mature before . Its been terrible five days since the last call .... thanks to poor network and Indian army but koi na ... HUM BHI HAIN JOSH MEIN !!!! 
Reverting back to the primitive means of communication ... letter writing . yeah ... see told ya ... ITS PRIMITIVE !!!! 

Anyways ... hoping to get the job , moving to delhi soon and .... READY TO TAKE ON THE WORLD ALL BY MYSELF ... WITH SLEEPY DREAMY EYES AND A BIG WIDEEEEEEE SMILEEEEEE !!!!!!

ANOTHER "SEE YOU AGAIN"

     
         ANOTHER "SEE YOU AGAIN"
                                   
                        - ATHENA
I will have to begin this adventure, this dream,  from its end because as they say 'ends are new beginnings'. an afternoon which was an afternoon since the morning itself , where each second that ticked away was a reminiscent of the hours spent together and an ultimatum of the little time left . 
  And what made the afternoon worse was the distance , albeit a short one . a distance that she knew very well , could be  covered ... could be shortened ... could be vanished . 

and the volcano inside her needed just a flicker , just a syllable of his voice to seep , no , not seep ...to flow ... to rain through her cheeks . to rain through her heart , her soul .

"I am coming !" , she exclaimed 
" honey its too hot outside , and i cant meet for more than 5 minutes , and it would take you 1 hour to reach here " , came the voice .
"screw it all , no matter what i am coming !", she said with a conviction unshakable .

zip , zap , zoom and she was out on the road , trying to find something for him ... something that could symbolise and embody her prayers , her blessings for him , to keep him safe . 

and inside the crowded train somehow she squeezed herself to find a seat , took out a pen and could find no paper so just scribbled onto an old advertising paper and wrote a poem for him ... a last message before they could again hold each other after another 6 months . 

a halt onto a midway station and off she ran to luckily find a small portrait of lord krishna and what else did she need ... other than the lord himself , the soulmate of radha ... to pray for her love , to bless him , to keep him safe ffrom all that was about to happen . to keep her love safe .

and after 1.5 hours she got his glimpse. those impatient eyes , as if seeking what she had got for him kept on asking so many questions .
"you looking so fair , so much more cuter "
 "what have you got? " , he had asked 
"nothingggggg , stop snatching my bag , u shouldn't check a girl's bag ", she said while trying to stop him .
they hugged , held hands, and just tried to capture , to hold every single second that could make them feel alive by the touch of each other's skin ... and the soft texture of the skin ... it just seemed to traverse through her veins , into her blood and deep through her heart and into her soul ... and no matter how much she stopped those stupid drops from falling they just .. oh ! when have they ever listened to her ? they just fell . a lil here , a lil there . 

And after those few minutes , it was THE TIME ... the time to leave !

"may i go ? ", she said 
and those few seconds , she could never explain into a million words . His eyes ... !!!!

Eyes are strange things . 
a pair of eyes that were too common to belong to anyone special 
a pair of eyes that you could just mistake as belonging to everyone , 
and yet ! yet those pair of eyes were now her world ...
her reflection , her living embodiment of the love that she felt for her ,
those eyes that were her life , that just had a light ...
a light that could brighten her darkest nights , 
those eyes that were more royal to her than to him , 
that defied him and obeyed her , 
talking to her , revealing his moods , revealing every secret he wanted to hold back , 
moistening every land that he wanted to leave barren ....

His voice that said ," ok , please take care love ."
but eyes that pleaded ," dont go ! stay back ! and hands that just twitched in her palms ... hands that held her . 

i love you baby ! 
i love you too ! 
" promise me that you will write . that you will take care of yourself , u have my heart , take care of it and bring it back safely to me . ", she whispered . 


teary eyes , putting up a smile , pursing lips together , and a heavy breath she turned around 
and he stayed ... stayed... opened up that lil letter , that lil parcel .

she kept on looking back ... she kept on looking at her life ... her heart which belonged to him , only him !!!!

AND BEGINNING OF ANOTHER WAIT !!!

" AANKHON MEIN NMI , HASI LABON PE ...
   KYA HAAL HAI KYA DIKHA RHE HO " ....