jhappi k khaandaan... i don't know maine ye kyu likha kis lie likha bus likh dia... why on earth i m posting it... i don't know... i just felt like and i did... i know it's incomplete.. kuch adhura sa... par is adhurepan ka bhi mza h... iska past present future mai kuch nhi janti... achha lge ya bura... bta dena... juta chaapal tamatar allowed 😆
" dear diary... u know how it feels when u go crazy for something... I will tell u... it feels like u... u r an iron piece being pulled towards a magnet and that thing or I say that someone. U hallucinate... u daydream... everything around u seems to be indicating towards the same thing... u smile stupidly when alone... and try to hide that from everyone as they will think u have gone nuts... n all of a sudden when ur sanity surface in ur mind again... u think u have acted like a fool all this time but again that craziness hover over u n u throw ur sanity back in the head... thats how u feel... n that's how I feel... yes deary... I have gone nuts... crazy over someone I can't have... just can dream of him... I haven't in my wildest dream have dreamt of something like this... I badly wanted to say that to him but alas... I can't... he is far from my reach... but still m happy... happy to feel this way... I don't know if its love or just an infatuation... whatever it is... I just love the feel... I don't know how long it will last... but I will definitely cherish it for long..."
Nisha completed writing her diary and slides it inside the drawer carefully hiding it away. That was her little secret which no one not even her cousins know. She switched off her night lamp and settled herself for a much needed sleep. " why I think about him so much... " she muttered. " this will make me insane one day" she wondered. " if only destiny wants me to meet u..." she sighed.
" hey sweetheart, I know I write so less these days... but u r the only one I have with whom I can share it with. God bless the person who gifted me you... ahh... kya kahu... aaj fir vhi baat likhunga... ha... fir vo hi chehra... jo haunt me like a mirage... that liveness of her eyes... that beautiful smile... that musical laughter... her heavy eyelashes... that pink ting on her cheeks... every thing... almost every detailed thing haunt me... but alas... I can't see her again... u know what people say... they say when u became someone big... u can get everything... but thats the half truth... I can't get her... I don't even know her name... I can't find her... she is just a beautiful mirage... but I want to know her... tell her how crazy this all is... I have barely saw her for 2 minutes that day... but it was enough for me to go mad for her... I tried... I tried to get out and call her or just see her for some more minutes... but that wasn't possible... and now here I m... sitting... remembering her and letting my heart pound with loud thuds by her mere thoughts... m helpless and it seems to be a crazy thing... but I love it too... I luv her memory... I luv this feel..."
kabir closed his diary and wrapped it up in a cloth hiding it away from the world.
Sleep had evaded him since that day. He just kept thinking about the possibilities to meet her again... see her again. " stop it kabir... u r going to get mad one day..." he rebuked himself. " will I always just burn like this... or maybe destiny get us along some day..." he hoped.
index-
part 1 above
part-2 page 8
part-4 page 22
part-8 page 56
part-9 page 61
Part - 12 page 87
Part 13 page 98
Part 14 page 110
Part 15page 119
Part 16 page 126
Part 17 page 136
Part 18 page 145