A mere whisper, a mere mumble as you struggle to form words from your dry chapped lips, the cold biting away at your eyes, you can feel the hot tears almost sting in the biting cold. You can see the girl who means the world to you scream her lungs out for help, you can see her running towards you, can feel her touch, warm from all the exertion just to get you out of the place. And you want to help her, yet you can't even keep your eyes open, there is no strength and you just sit there, watching her, feeling the time slip away, as your eyelids become heavy and you capture possibly the last sight of her.
It's not the last however, as warmth embraces you, you feel your breath again and you hear her beautiful voice whispering a heartfelt Dua.
And in that moment, the thought that often crossed your mind the past week, the thought you battled against so hard, which you almost confessed and also sincerely avoided...
I Love You Aliya
And it sounds so simple, your eyes are still dazed, staring into oblivion almost, all you can feel is your heart right now.. and her voice, as she chides adoringly, Idiot hou, aisi halat main bhi Aliya bhatt ko nahin bhooley.
And that's when you meet her sight, realization dawning Iss baar Aliya Bhatt nahin bola hai MamuKiBhanji.
You are speaking about her, and she..she doesn't realize.
Yet you do with complete heart, you do realize what you just spoke, and you mean it, straight from the heart, with that thought.. once again you find yourself slipping away..as she struggles promising to not let sleep overcome.