Passing thoughts...

These things take time to get over... People around me always end their sentence with "waqt ke saath sab kuch thik hoga"... But they never define "kitna waqt?"... It's been unaccountable hours since I am sitting on my bed... Iam unable to know whether I'm thinking or not ... I have become numb.. Over years, I too have gone through tough and rough times but they have always passed bringing a routine or normalcy to life... But this thing, it's just not getting over... It's as if a creeper growing... When did I eat last?? Did I drink enough water to keep away from dehydration? I think I have low blood pressure... I must eat something. Saying so I did get up from my bed. I felt amazed standing back on my feet. It gave me a lil confidence. I wanted to call Elena but I realised that infant have to. I have to walk down myself. I reached staircase and moved my leg slowly... I felt dizzy.. As if stairs are moving. I knew this surely meant low BP. I needed to act fast. I bucked up and hurried down stairs but I missed last one and fell... This feeling of falling was bad. I didn't get hurt but even after all circumstances falling always made me remember him. For me falling was always to fall in love; not fall out of love

Dada noticed and picked me up and put me on sofa. I asked him for water and sugar. I told him that I had low bp and I would pass out anytime... He was enough quick to get me water syrup and i gulped it down the throat. All the taste buds being dry for very long time were not satisfied but then i passed out..

Continued Soon...