SOMETIMES A HUG IS ALL WE NEED

(The girls in conversation are Nikita (N) and Shikha (S), two imaginary persons, who are colleagues, best friends and mirror to each other)

N: OMG he is again online!

S: Who? Okai your guy.

N: Yeah! Now a days he remain online for the entireee fucking day.

S: Are you Jealous?

N: Why would I?

S: Just block him, from here and from your life as well.

N: Sigh!!!!!!!I don’t know why…. but I can’t block him.

S: I just don’t understand why the hell you giving him that shitty importance in your life that you sulk seeing him   online but never feel like blocking him. C’mon cut the crap out and block him, stop spoiling your life. Grow up! There are almost 7 billion people on this planet and you wanna sit and sulk over one person?

N: I don't give a damn shit, whether he is online or not.

S:  Then why don’t you block him?

N: Coz I want to know how many hours in a day he remains online.

S:  And why the hell you want to know this?

N: Coz I want to know for whom on earth he get time all of a sudden that he remain online for the entire Fucking day. 

Coz I wana know how and when chatting becomes so much interesting for him that he start remaining online for hours. 

Coz every time I saw him all cool, calm and collected, I lose my breath, my heart starts pounding and I am painfully aware that I am not over him and he is over me. Seriously it hurts and it hurts hell a lot. 

S:  Yes dear, it hurts. But now he is over you. So, just move on, stop sulking  for someone who don’t deserve u. Sometimes you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye. It’s high time now. Just forget him.

N:  Oh how I wish I could shut my eyes and just forget him,

How I wish I could spend a few hours not thinking of our time together,

How I wish not to be jealous of ally girls he is moving around

How I wish I could leave him the way he left me, no questions, no answers.

How I wish to be strong enough to move on

How I wish I could proudly say to myself that "i am completely over him"

But it’s not easy…trust me…am trying my level best but it’s not easy….

(Tears start rolling her cheeks when she thought of the good old days…..

(The time when she was too busy to chat and he usually text her to come online and always initiate the conversation with a heart shaped smiley <3.

When they used to chat for hours, on anything random, on  bollywood actor to politics, on food to shopping, on movie to projects, on every random fucking topic. And whenever she don’t feel like chatting he kept buzzing her and kept sending her that sweet lovey dovey Smileys. How cute were those days!!). 

But all of a sudden he changed. He didn’t chat, and hardly text her.  Long text chats had stopped merely on one liner good morning and good night texts. He rarely respond whenever he saw her online and whenever she tries to initiate chat he become offline or rather becomes invisible just to avoid talking to her. She came to know from someone that he is moving on with someone else.  She visited her profile so many times just to know what special quality that his new love holds that she lacks. Why he stop talking to her all of a sudden. Why he left her for some other random girl. And now for that girl he remains online from morning till night.

She came back to senses from memory lane with the touch of Shikha on her shoulder. Shikha came and sat beside her.

S: Don’t worry he will get hurt one day and he will be standing in the rain all alone wishing you were there with him…. If he is stupid enough to leave you, be smart enough to let him go!

N :  But why do guys seem to have such an easy time getting over us. it’s  like we go on facebook and they are chatting with everyone “loling and hahahing ”and our facebook is empty with the hope that the guy will          look at us, talk to us. you know he told me he would never dream of leaving me, he cried every time he thought of us not being together, he  was the most perfect, most amazing, best guy I could ever dream of and       all of a sudden he stopped caring, stopped wanting to see me, stopped Calling me 24/7. Doesn't he understand that it hurts!!!

(Shikha said nothing just came closer to hug her. Because sometimes, all you need is just a hug.  No words. Nothing. Just a simple, long hug)

(Missing someone you once had, is like removing your ring at your finger that you have worn for very long, it feels like it’s still there, but it’s not…)

The girl in the green dress

“Damn its already 10:00pm, I haven’t even decided what to wear”, she muttered to herself and rushed to check her  wardrobe  as if she don't know what is there in her wardrobe, as if some interesting stuff came magically out of nowhere. “Oh God! What to wear I don’t even have a single dress to wear tomorrow” she said to herself in depressing tone. She even look at those dresses  that she decided not to wear in any case, in the hope that they miraculously look good, may be now.  Hell! Why don’t I have anything sophisticated to wear. Can I wear this, no it’s too long I don’t wana look out of fashion , can I wear this, it’s too tight for a date, what about this red short top, well I think it’s too bright for day time. .  After half an hour of mental fight she choose 4 of her best dresses in the hope that at least one will make her look pretty, though she look good in all, but this time she was confused. Well it was 11.00 pm till then, usually her sleeping time, but today she was in no mood to sleep before deciding the dress for tomorrow. It was a big day for her she was meeting him after so long. She don’t wana end up looking Yuck. “Now, I have to choose one dress out of four”, she said to herself and start giving all four dresses a try.  Out of four dresses she decided to wear black. “Black is his favourite colour and black makes me look fairer” she thought.  Oh wait a min, isn’t I wore black on last date. Hell! what he gona think that I don’t have dresses to wear, no ways he won’t even remember it’s almost a year man. No wait a min he surely gona remember, his memory is sharp. Shit! I will not be wearing black.  Then what should I wear now. She sat tired and confused. She closed her eyes and thought of him, she imagined him sitting opposite her, looking deep into her eyes and saying, “to my eyes you are the most beautiful person’ I'd never get tired of watching you , you look good in whatever you wear, you are my perfect lady.”  She opened her eyes and felt that she was the most amazing and beautiful lady on earth, she was feeling like Princess, princess to his prince.  She finally decided to wear her green dress, she remembered her mom once said that green makes her complexion brighter.  She felt good after deciding her dress.  She chooses her sandals and accessories too. It was almost 12. Before sleeping she made a call to him, like she did daily but today it was different as if she have all the lady luck with her. She slept with his dream.  Woke up at 7.00 just to make sure she doesn’t miss any single thing.  Again watched her dress, ironed it and went for a quick shower. She Blow Dried Her Hair, applied kohl, wore that green dress, wore sandals, and wore her favourite musk perfume. Here she was ready to meet her Prince, gave a final look in the mirror, waved flying kiss to the princess waving back from the mirror and left to meet her prince. She reached before time, standing at the side of the road waiting for him, he came hugged her and they decided to sit in the restaurant.  She felt something negative in him, he was not the same, he was not looking straight into her eyes, was either busy on cellphone or noticing other people.  She thought might be something wrong with her makeup she hurriedly stood up excused him and went towards rest room, she looked at herself in the rest room mirror, nothing wrong, am looking good, she thought, then why dint he said anything, I wasted my whole night deciding what to wear and he dint even noticed.  She felt like crying but stopped herself coz she don’t wana ruin her kajal that she carefully applied for him, as he once told her that he loved her kohl eyes. She came back sat there as if nothing was troubling her. They chatted for a while still he dint noticed her. Then on some point he became angry, yelled on her and stood up. To her shock he went towards the counter made the payment and went outside the restaurant leaving her alone to face all the bulging eyes.

What? Was not it a date? What’s wrong with him? Whatever wrong happened he should not move like this. She tried hard not to cry but a single drop of tear ran towards her cheek. She hurriedly rushes towards the washroom. She cried, and cried and cried, her kohl eyes never stopped her from crying now. And her kohl spread all over her face, made her face wretched. Now she was not feeling amazing and beautiful, she was no longer princess and there was no prince for the princess.

(When people walk away from you, let them go. Your destiny is never tied to anyone who leaves you, and it doesn't mean they are bad people. It just means that their part in your story is over. Don't waste your time and effort on people who don't care about you, who hurt you, and who bring you down. Instead find the people who love you, through thick and thin, wrong and right, good and bad, these are the only people worthy of your time).