![]() Sameer waiting for her reply.and continuously checking his cellphone locking-unlocking keypad.even after there is no message tune. Without reason.I m scared first, when I came to know its me only then I relaxed.and started observing minutely.when I saw old sameer texting someone while sitting on the window and playing with the rain drops bouncing on his cheeks. Slowly I slide the window.Air outside started blowing on my face.the noise of the raindrops on the walls,trees,leaves giving pleasure to my ears.įew drops bouncing on my skin.And I'm smiling I get up from the bed.and come closer to window.the same place where I wrote those lyrics of 'paris rain' years ago. Resting on the bed.while raining outside.and thinking about Anjana's message was distrubing me. Actually I don't want to face her.even on Facebook. I don't want to read her reply.I don't know,I don't want to type on her reply. Sorry I was not there on your marriage day.maafii.:'-(".I replied. How are you? What about your married life.? Now I stopped writing ,I stopped composing songs.I wanted to tell her.But I didn't. Her messages ended up with monkey's smiles. "I just shuffled my playlists ,played your composed song "paris rain''.and you know what I'm still listening it again and again.when are you going to upload it? Please do it as soon as possible. I ws surprised.when I saw messages from Anjana , logged in Facebook.while lying on the bed before sleep. Raining outside.and now I'm no more interested in that drops from the sky.I closed all doors and Windows.
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