Mishti is dead!

There came a stranger in life..was not good but i felt good whenever i could feel him.
the day arrived when he left.. what was now left are tears and some memories.
No memory can fill that space..that voidness, but i realised one thing really important.. we were not meant for each other.
Good i realised it earlier..But the irk remain, he never said Good Bye..
Buddha could never live without realising that redeem.. as he never said goodbye to his wife and a little kid..
that woman had forgiven him in the end.. but am not a great soul..

Written for a friend very much close to me.. its for you Mishti.

No mishti got a bleak breathe again..somebody forced her to live again..some 'silli' creature on this earth. She is realising a life back, one pump of air reached her throat one came out... still she is very much anxious what will happen now?


her mind is conclusive ... right..

but her heart is still indecisive what will he decide, whatever he will decide she will follow his decision..

now everything is left on his thought process...he asked for some time..but he is taking her life away..

With each passing minute she is forgetting her breathe.

she needs some fresh air, tired of waiting, impatiently she asked him:

will you forget her twice..she will never repeat it thrice.. he said once you repeat it twice you repeat it again..

But why will she repeat it again?

aint he comfortable in maintaining her confidence on him?

No she should not think anything..follow the omens..they are leading her on right track... she wants to feel the alchemist touch now...

Will he provide her this..

Wait impatiently..