Her husky voice woke me up at 6 a.m…… Oh God that’s my love waking me up. How happy I was few years ago when I first met her, my heart never let off a chance to admire her beauty. Few days before I met her ….. I used to admire her Boli si suurat ..ankhooon me masti door kadi sharmaye….
Finally, I gathered courage and made her mine….. tumko paye hai tho jaise koya hoon.. kehna chahoon tho tumhe mein kya kahoon….kisse zubaan mein woh labse hi nahi… tareef ye hai tho sach hai kuch bhi nahi. She became very integral part of my life…… never realised that not being with her even for few minutes would make me restless.
Holding her with my left hand even at lunch table had become a romantic routine….mere haat mein tera haat hai…..sarri jannathein meere saath hai…
Waking up at her husky voice was the most disturbing (waking up is always tough)…. but would always request her to let me sleep for 10 more minutes… until that .. 10 min more would end up into 1 Hr. Tapping her once in a while in sleep showed my real concern for her .
Admiring her beauty, spending time with her had become my full time job. Tere bina zindagi se koi shikva tho nahi …. shikva nahi….
Love pampering her so much so that I spent many hours looking for newer looks for her. As the relationship grew, we became closer to each other. When I had no one around, she gave me company. When I felt bored, her voice made my day. Lagne laga hai mujhe aaj kal .. ki tum saanz gaooo mein gaaaon gazal .. mehesus yun hota hai kyun ki har pal mein tere saat rahoon.
As time passed by, I realized she became more demanding, I became more dependent, She occupied most of my time. I lost my privacy.
On many occasions, I ignored her, but on may I couldn’t. At times, when she stopped speaking to me, I felt lonely, depressed and broken. She became an addiction, she became important part of my life.
Few days, I was too tired after long day at work. She kept nagging me, I ignored her, then in couple of minutes she began all again……. I began to to hate her.
She occupied my time even when I desired peaceful speechless lunch. She became so demanding, that I felt I am losing my personal time. I realised I can’t get rid of her, I can’t live without her…. but living with her became so difficult. Yet, I couldn’t part with her….. We looked at each other, she said…..woh lamhe woohh baatein….. koi na jaane…. kasie raatein ……
Oh man I can’t part with her………! I am so obsessed to her that I don’t dare to look at others even though my heart jumps out at times seeing few others.
The other day, my heart went after another one…….. but just a gentle touch of mine…. brought me back to reality….
Oh God ! looking at my heart…… I don’t know will I ever be able to live without my mobile.
PS: Thought of this story, when I read an article on a piece of paper wrapping my grocery, which named Cyrus and actor Rajat kapoor as two people who have never used a mobile phone all their life.
nicely written.:).
thanks ra