Just Stay (Part:1)...


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He would sit with me every evening near the beach, talking, trying to divert my mind and making me smile...And I would see him with a pity heart...He would talk, he would laugh, he would take me to a ride only to forget my past...My heart would ache watching him try so hard to make me see the world, once again with a smile...

It was 6 in the evening, I was sitting near the shore and then he joined me...I could see what he feels for me but I am not sure if it was the same...My inner me would say me to tell him to save another life but I lacked the guts or maybe I didn’t wanted to talk about my past...”Just ask this one question and then you decide to tell him or not?” my inner me said, “But what will he think about me? If I ask it?” I questioned, “He knows that you are in trauma and will not think anything or else may try to keep distance from you, so that you don’t think anything like this the next time” my inner me answered...
Me: Sahil?...
Sahil: Yup (He replied with his eyebrows raised)...
Me: Why do you spent time with me?...
Sahil: Simply, I get bored...
Me: Oh...
And I thought there was something but there was no such thing going on in his mind...
Sahil: Why?...
Me: Just asking...
Sahil: Okay...
‘Was there nothing such thing? Or is he lying?’ I thought...
Me: You see me only as a friend right?...
‘I am dead, why do I have to ask him like that? Think at least one time before asking, meshal’ I started to feel awkward by then...
Sahil: Yeah (He said casually)...
‘Stupid’ I called myself...
Sahil: Do you see me more than a friend?...
Me: Nooo, obviously no, I...I don’t...
Sahil: (Laughed)...
‘Okay meshal, you need to say now, before he starts thinking more about it’ I thought...
After 5 minute of awkwardness, I spoke...
Me: You know? My boyfriend had a girlfriend...
Sahil: Not all boys are same; some are committed to only one meshal...
Me: No (I laughed), I did not mean that way...
Sahil: I am just telling, if you have started to see all the boys the same way...
Me: No no it’s not that...He was in a relationship before ours, but they broke up due to some reasons and like two strangers we met with a normal hi and hello, I didn’t knew that he would become so much important to me (I paused)...
Sahil: It’s okay, it happens...
Me: Yeah (I replied with a heavy breath)...We would talk for hours and hours, day and night, we didn’t had anything to talk, but we talked only to keep the conversation going...He would then talk about her, describe her features, I did not become jealous at all, I actually fell for it...I fell for him...He would sometimes cry and go mad, I liked to handle him, to make him quiet, that became my habit...I couldn’t see him undergoing through any sort of pain, my heart would just burst at that moment cursing myself that I am not able to keep him happy...
I saw Sahil with a smiling face and he gave a slight smile back...
Me: Days passed, he sometimes talked about her and one fine day proposed me...I couldn’t say ‘No’ because I was so into him and it felt like the best gift I could ever receive (I smirked thinking how mad I was)...My days were at peak of excitement, I was so happy and thanked that girl for giving him to me...
I thought I was saying something more which I shouldn’t because he started to shift his face from one side to another, searching for something to divert his mind...
Me: And after some days, he talked less, I assumed that he was busy, I waited for him to give me time and one day, a day went without his text...And I thought something was going wrong, I asked him if he was fine, and he would say yes and ignore my rest of the talk...After a month or two he said that he need some time off but I didn’t know that he meant break up...
Sahil’s head was low and had kept both of his elbows on the knee...
Me: Listen...
Sahil: Yeah I am listening...
Me: After thinking more and more I got to know that I actually had no place in his life...I was the medicine to her wounds which by then were healed and thus he got to know that he did not love me ever...
Sahil: Okay...
Me: Sahil, I had a point, that’s why I am saying it to you...
Sahil: What point?...
Me: Remember my question? Do you see me only as a friend?...
Sahil: Yeah...
Me: Answer me now truly, yes or no?...
Sahil: I know you don’t have feelings for me, but let me be by your side, I can’t see you like this...
Me: That’s what I too did and now you can see its result...
Sahil: Don’t worry, nothing will happen to me, I can handle...
Me: And you want me to go in depression again, thinking that I broke your heart too?...
We had an eye lock where we let our eyes speak to each other for a while...
Sahil: So, what you want me to do?...
Me: Stay away...
And when I said that, those words pricked me hard...
Sahil: Oh, I didn’t know you would say that...
‘I would, to save anyone from a heart break’ I said in my mind...
Sahil: I think it is a good bye then...
Me: Sahil (I screamed)...
He walked briskly to his car, I couldn’t even get up to stop him as my ankle sprained...

-me$hal-

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My heart started to race as I walked towards my home...I opened the door and saw my mother sitting on sofa, “Hey mumma” I said with a smile and began to walk to my room, “Sana had called me as you weren't receiving her call” mumma said, “Oh, will call her later” I replied...
Mumma: She said that your class got over at 12 o’clock...
‘And why did she have to say that?’ I thought...
Mumma: Where were you?...
Me: In the library, studying...
Mumma: You can study here too right? You have got all the books over here...
Me: It’s some research I am doing on...
Mumma: You can surf on the internet...
That’s what I don’t like, the internet, sometimes I wish if it did not exist at all...
Me: I get distracted using it, so I sit in library and try to focus...
Mumma: So shall I disconnect the Wi-Fi?...
Me: NOOO (screaming)...
I would be dead if Wi-Fi gets cancelled...
Me: Mumma listen, I only study there and do nothing, I need to concentrate...
She walked away and I moved in my room...I know she feels bad when I come late and stay away from home and make excuses to skip food...
Sitting in my room I connected my cell to Wi-Fi and checked if I had received any texts from him...Seeing no notification of his name, I kept my cell aside hoping to concentrate on my studies and took out my books to study, but I would check my cell phone now and then to check if there were any texts, and finally I kept the cell phone facing me so that I don’t have to move from here to there to check my mobile...And then it was time for dinner, I went down to help my mother in serving the dishes...
Mumma: If you have any problem with me then tell me..
I felt bad thinking that she was thinking like that...
Me: No mumma, it’s nothing like that...
Mumma: Then what is it? When you were kid you used to run back home and now you want to stay away...
‘What can I say to my mother? What my problem was? And why was I running away?’ I thought...
Me: Studies get heavy and also the professors give heavy assignments, it’s hard to handle and when I come home I feel so sleepy...
Mumma: Who told you to take up such studies? Household work is so easy; you will be having no tension...
I giggled and so did she...
Done with dinner I went back to my room and checked my cell again...And by that time I was getting mad...I could not remember his number before, but now it is on my mind every time but I can’t call...I would type his number again and again and then erase it...Lying on my bed I would read our previous conversation which I took screenshots of, maybe I had a thought about we may not be talking in future...After passing an hour and still nothing showing up in my mobile I started to cry...’I am going to call him’ I said, ‘No, don’t’ my mind would reply, ‘I am calling him’ I said, ‘Control meshal’ my mind would reply...My heart was quiet because it had lost the fight, my heart which would give me hope that everything will be fine, finally had given up...
It was midnight but not a single text was received, my eyes as well as mobile battery dried and head became heavy, but still I waited hoping that he might appear any time...And finally my eyes closed...
The next day as soon as I got up, I checked my cell to see if there was any text or call from him but it showed me blank...Leaving for the college I told mother “I will try to come home soon” and she smiled...Coming home wasn’t a problem but his memories that attack my mind when I sit alone was...

-me$hal-

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Finally trying to write something -_- (Sleepy)...

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