Yugantar Writes

Went to school canteen after 10 years. Sat on the same old bench; Same brother came and asked, "What would you like?" I replied, "Same old friends around me." This story is not the original creation of mine. Adapted from various anonymous online sources.

You think I will miss you? No, I won't! You think I can't live without you? Yes, I can! You think I am completely, exhaustingly in love with you? No, I am not! Then why? Why do I suppurate every single time when your name is taken? Why do I want to cling with you the rest of my life? Why do I look at you once, twice and again, and again? Why can I never forget you? Why do I try to sneak in every time I pass by you? Why do I keep on searching chances to get inside you? WHY? You are illusory. You talk of virtuous grades and niftier broods. You talk of dreams and ambitions. You talk of making friends and memories. You talk of leading the world. You talk of holding the head high- but hearts; you never talk about hearts breaking here right? You never told me that I was going to be away from you someday? Why didn't you ever tell me that here, people don't make friends, they grow into a family. Why didn’t you tell me that missing you would never be enough? WHY? You think...

For me, She was an unconditional lover, Her dark circles below those pairs of twinkling eyes Could show her sleepless nights, Boasting the connection, She has with me. For me, The word didi , Was something as precious as The word mother was. I could walk miles far without hesitation For she has to be there! For me, Her lap was the best place, To see the utmost, What if she'll leave me? I shook my head and Took a deep breathe. For me, I became her child, Without having her to bear the Womb Process. For me, Dear didi , Where ever you are, Will remain close to my heart. Because I know, You will defend me! For every works of mine.