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Thanks for the dispirin

Posted: October 27, 2017 by Aarzoo in Fiction, Mini Saga
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‘I love you’ she said. Of course I wanted to tell her how much I loved her. I wanted to tell her that I loved her too. But, she was drunk. She wouldn’t remember a word I would tell her now. I wanted to hug her, hold her tight in my arms make her feel safe and warm. But, she was drunk. She wouldn’t remember the feeling. I wanted to kiss her and remind her how special she is, for me. But, she was drunk. She wouldn’t remember our first kiss. I carried her to her bed to put her to sleep and pulled the blanket on the rim of her bed over her. She hugged her doll on the other end of the bed and held my hand tight and was talking words only I could understand. I have heard her talk in sleep, in drunk state, in insane phase, in vulnerable phase. She was repeating ‘I love you. I want to spend all my life with you’. She held my hand tighter and didn’t let me go. I sat next to her on her bed, waiting for her to fall asleep. She kept talking some silly funny things and started laughing in drunk state. She fell asleep with the fading laughter. She looked even more beautiful in sleep. I could watch her sleep all night. Even in sleep she didn’t leave my hand. I somehow removed my hand from her hold without waking her. Then adjusted the blanket properly so that she wouldn’t feel cold at night and lose sleep. Then went to the kitchen to bring a glass of water and a dispirin and kept them on the table next to her bed with a note “just in case you have a headache”. Her hangover after beer is very bad. She would need it. Kissing her on her forehead I left the room, waiting for her to wake up, with a hope that she remembers what she said tonight.

In the morning after I was done with my morning chores I called her on the landline to check whether she was awake or not. She never receives a call on mobile phone when she is asleep. Her fresh-morning-filled-with-little-sleep voice made my morning. She thanked for the dispirin.

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Mornings never die!

Posted: March 2, 2017 by Aarzoo in Mini Saga
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She loved mornings more than nights. Not because her fantasy of him drawing her name by the stars lying on the lawn with her head resting on his chest hasn’t remained a fantasy anymore. Not because the dark empty spaces were filled with many moments of good memories. Not because she had someone by her side who would hug her and make her feel safe when she woke up in the middle of night after a nightmare. Because their mornings starts with seeing the dawn. Walking by the river, watching the birds fly out to start their day. Watching the newspaper-walahs spreading stories of yesterday. Watching the empty buses starting their ride. Watching the laughter clubs spreading laughter, people learning to laugh away their pains. Everyone starting a new day with a new hope and with the aim that today will be better than yesterday without worrying about tomorrow.

His smile

Posted: May 17, 2016 by Aarzoo in Mini Saga
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His smile always reached his eyes whenever he saw her blush. And his this smile, made her blush harder. This smile of his didn’t fade even when she fell asleep for ever. Even her dead face blushed.

What he was for her?

Posted: May 14, 2016 by Aarzoo in Fiction, Mini Saga
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She always wondered what was that in him that gave her strength? What was that about him which encouraged her to live? What was that faith in him that made her trust in herself? She had many such questions. His smile, his hug, his love, his everything answered them all. One of the few answers which were answered without the use of words.

The hug

Posted: May 12, 2016 by Aarzoo in Fiction, Mini Saga
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She held her tears back for long. The moment he pulled her in his arms, tears started flowing. It was like she was talking through tears. Though he couldn’t understand the reason behind them, he could feel her standing strong in his arms. This made him feel strong. Now that she is strong enough he is going to listen the whole story.

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The Scar

Posted: March 23, 2016 by Aarzoo in Fiction, Mini Saga
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She had stripped her soul naked in front of him. He could see each and every scar. With every scar he touched, they healed. Just like a magic. But, that big scar, his touch could never heal. He wanted that scar to just die and disappear with its memories. All he could do is remind her every day his actions, the reason behind the scar.

 

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The Meeting

Posted: March 19, 2016 by Aarzoo in Fiction, Mini Saga
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One day, they met when the handsome sun and beautiful moon met. Just as the heavenly bodies departed their ways, they too departed. Unlike the sun and the moon, they were meeting for the last time. One had busy day and the other sleepless night.

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