Love strikes...

When I saw a couple this morning on a bike, whispering sweet nothings, a lump formed in my throat. I shrugged it off, and moved on to work. The day was extremely frustrating and when a friend said "Oh am gonna go home and crash", my eyes welled up. Swallowed the tears that threatened to burst out anytime and managed to get home in one piece. As the day progressed, I was chatting with my dear brother. I almost cried to him and said "being alone kills me. The mind is thinking all nonsense.." He immediately quipped "as long as the mind knows it is nonsense, it is fine..". Whoa.. I immediately sat up. I am not losing it after all...

Hard days at work take a toll.. That s when you find that friends are great support.. small words of patience and wisdom take me a long way..Just like today someone said "dont get all worked up. You anyway cant do anything about it now..Just relax" It may have been a simple sentence but at that point, it meant the world to me. While another friend, today, was sweet enough to tell me that he d play the piano for me to wave off the frustration..My my..i really do have some awesome friends...

But... despite all this, why is it that when I listened to this soft ghazal, I just smiled to myself, at the same time felt a tiny bit of moisture in my eyes... Why is it that when I turn over in bed, my hand automatically goes to the other side to feel that part of bed.. knowing very well it is empty... Why is it that when I come back home everyday, I expect to see someone, who I know, is not going to be there.. Why is it that when I cook, I always look over my shoulder expecting a soft kiss on my neck... Why is it that whenever the doorbell rings I open it with a smile expecting to see someone?

Jeena..tere bina jeena.. mauth lage... How does MTV know what song to play for me.. :-)

When I know very well, that he is not going to come back for atleast a month now, why is it that this stupid heart of mine aches?