’Somewhere’ - My Stream of Thoughts; UPD - Page 8

^ Areyyyyyyyy 😳 😳 you read my mind actually, I was going to post the next one in a bit, after my studying!! 😳

Wow, just read all the comments now, thanks soooooooooo much everyone, and aww Ariba, why are you saying sorry?? 😛 😳 thank youuuuuuuuuuuuu 🤗🤗🤗

Again, I'm just floored by all your comments - they are what keep my imagination running with this, and my pure curiosity to see what I can think of 😛 .. so thank you!

I had to read your mind!! 😉 😆 😆 We're friends na? 😉 And oooo yay can't wait! 😉

Ammu this is so beautiful and intense! love your writing! it's so different from the rest! 😃

"Kal phir milenge."

And he left without another word, leaving Divya and her tears to fall freely now onto the grass.

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"Kal phir milenge."

Those three words played continuously in Divya's brain; she couldn't stop herself from crying; tears just kept streaming down her face, and when they would cease to exist, she did not know.

She knew that practically, she should feel indignant; whatever she said was frank, that she didn't know what she was feeling at the moment. Who was Sagar to get angry about the matter?

Yet... for some reason, she couldn't be upset with him; for some reason, Divya felt that in all of this, something, somewhere or the other, was her fault. Why? Well, that was a question for which the answer she was still looking for...

She decided it was time to go home; there was too much contempating to be done - she didn't quite know how to allocate where her thoughts should be in her mind... better for her to pour out her worries in her room, the only place where, at the moment, she found solitude.

In her room

Divya lay on her bed, after quickly making up some excuse to her parents that she needed to go to sleep. She didn't realise it had become dark already... though she wanted to tell her parents what was going on, until she couldn't figure out things, there was no reason for her to tell them anything... yet.

Yes; yes, she did feel some connection with him. There was something about Sagar that kept her wanting to see him more... some kind of quality, that made him enigmatic, unpenetrable, yet she felt like she knew him already. Three meetings, and her life had changed... and how?

Her 'lifeless' existence had now changed into something of substance. That she could not deny... yet Divya left her thoughts to rest, and decided that maybe sleep might allow her to alleviate herself. She drifted off to sleep, pushing away the pending thoughts left to be solved in her mind...

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Divya opened her eyes, wide awake, and cringed them suddenly to block her eyesight from the blasting rays of the Sun, shining brightly from her window.

She blocked the whizzing thoughts swirling around in her mind, and sighed, knowing what lay ahead of her for the day.

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So sorry, I had to end it like this but I have to leave and I just wanted to post this part before I left... so it may seem kind of strange😛 I'm intending on hopefully updating it sooner than normal, so hopefully it will be less puzzling then!

How can it be strange?? 😉 😆 😆 You wrote it!

But I loved it! It was just perfect! 😳 😳 😳

You need to continue this ff as much as you can, I love it so much! I can't even tell you, because your story is so unique 👏

that was awesome ammu di (can i call u that?)
i loved it....cant wait till u post the next update...plez continue soon 😃

It wasn't strange at all Ammu 😛 it was wonderful

I love the way Divya knows what lay ahead of her in the day...a meeting with Sagar 😳 😳

this confusion is killing me so I hope you do update "sooner than normal".

awesome update, hope you can update soon! 😃

Thank you thank you thank youuuu to all of you, for your lovely, lovely comments!! 🤗🤗 Haha, so it's not strange, thanks for the clarification on that😳😛

I feel like writing today, so if it gets too long, forgive me, but I'll try and find a proper stopping point somewhere...

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Divya opened her eyes, wide awake, and cringed them suddenly to block her eyesight from the blasting rays of the Sun, shining brightly from her window.

She blocked the whizzing thoughts swirling around in her mind, and sighed, knowing what lay ahead of her for the day.

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In the Park

Divya stood around in the middle of the park, gazing at the large flower bush far in front of her. She had been staring at this flower bush for the past 15 minutes, crossing her arms, anxiously wondering if Sagar would actually come.

She blinked her eyes, dazed, suddenly realising that she had her gaze focused on one flower for too long... the white colour making her even more tense, she decided to turn around and fix her eyes on something else to focus on while waiting.

Unfortunately, her eyes instead focused on a tall, dark figure, standing not too far from her.

Divya froze, her eyes widening every second.

"Main tumhe kabse dekh raha hoon... I was wondering when you would turn around."

Divya gulped. She had not expected Sagar to say something like this; she expected for him to be fuming, to have that same ghastly anger towards her for what she did yesterday. But what exactly did she do...?

"How long have you been standing here?"

"For the past 30 minutes."

Divya gasped. She thought it was best though, not to linger on this same topic any longer, and took a deep breath before she began to speak again.

"Sagar, main tumse maafi maangna chahti hoon. I don't know what I did yesterday, but... I just wasn't clear in what I wanted to say, and it came out all wrong, and --"

"Tum mujhse maafi maangna chahti ho? Kyun?"

Divya groaned. Why, why did he have to interrupt her? "Sagar! I was telling you something, beech mein kyun bola tumne --"

"But tell me first... why you want to say sorry? Jab tumne koi ghalti nahi kya... I don't understand."

"Main maafi maangna chahti kyun ki..." She stopped, mid-sentence, suddenly puzzled.

He held out his hand. "Tum chalogi mere saath?"

Divya sighed. "Phirse wohi baat... what are we going to accomplish by doing this, Sagar?"

"Just... pretend yesterday never happened. Today, I really want to get to know you; what will happen after, I'd like to find that out for myself."

She placed her hand in his once again, and they walked together to the same hill as yesterday. He let go of her hand and motioned her to sit in the same place they sat in as well... it was as if they walked into yesterday's scene all over again... yet hopefully, the outcome would end on a positive note.

"So... kal kya ke rahi thi?"

Divya smiled. "I thought I was supposed to pretend yesterday never happened?"

He looked sheepishly at her, smiling, and shrugged. She decided to ignore what he said earlier, and try and be honest with herself... and him.

"Tumse milne se pehle, main bhi wohi feeling guzar rahi thi, joh tumne bhi kahaa. Pata nahin kyun, but life just seemed so... meaningless. I'm at the park everyday with my friends, yet I feel no joy jumping inside of me; instead, I only want to isolate myself from them... but when I met you, Sagar, I don't know what happened. Main khud nahin jaanti ki maine tumhara haath kyun pakad liya, and went with you without resisting... you said you felt some connection, didn't you? Well, mujhe bhi kuch toh lagti hoon... but I can't quite exactly say what it is." She paused for a moment, breathing, relieving herself for a second.

Sagar's intent stare at her furthered her to keep on going. Before she realised it, Divya found herself talking and talking, for what seemed like ages... Sagar never spoke more than one or two words, but concentrated on listening to her. She finally stopped talking mid-way, not knowing where she stopped.

Through his eyes as she spoke endlessly, Divya sensed something - a genuinity, honesty, something different... he never looked bored as she talked, or uninterested. It was at this point, that this feeling so powerfully and suddenly hit her - that there was a connection between them.

She still wouldn't be able to say exactly what it was, but at this very moment, it suddenly hit her... that Sagar's entrance in her life mattered. That at this very moment, she wouldn't want to be anywhere else, but with him.

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I know that isnt a great stopping point, but I was getting too far, and needed to stop myself before I wrote toooo much😛 Phewwwww! Again, I couldn't edit this one as much as I wanted to do, so I'm apologising in advance for any mistakes.