“UNTITLED” – Chapter 3 ..He wore his heart on his sleeve…

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Before my heartbeats would pop out of my mouth I took a deep breath and typed…

Hi..

Now my heart started pumping faster, had it been at Olympics I would certainly own a gold…

Swiping on my phone screen left to right with so many skeptical thoughts in my mind, I asked my self..gurl..what are you upto?? Digitization is prominent but not when you crave for a soul!!…I unheeded myself and continued with checking those prepped up profiles and to my amazement they were totally apt for me, I appreciated digital science for such a heart healing invention. More or less, it gradually turned out to be my every morning and before going to bed routine. In this world of abhorrence, distrust, offensive, self-centered people. I was searching for a stranger to keep me at solace and to make me feel loved.

I threw my cell phone aside coz I didn’t want him to sense that I am so frantic to hear from him..

Still… can’t resist myself, Looking at my cell phone from the corner of my eyes …did it beeped?? I questioned myself.

“NO, I DID NOT” as if my angry phone was screeching at me.

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With my last heart break scenario, i utterly approved that I am worthless and deprived of being a destiny’s child. I believed, I was failing in each and every aspects of my life. As if life was pushing me into that dark room, it was pitch black, not even a single ray of luminosity could find its way towards me. I encountered fear again, and this time it was hollow. Initially, the darkness was turning into anger, aggression, feeling of indifference, sorrow, exhilaration. I protested, but din’t had any choice but to be in the dark, and endured to clinch it as long as I am alive. Gradually the darkness of that empty room started dwelling under me with a feeling of contentment.

The subdued Darkness seems startling, but it is mere harmony with total detachment from the outer world. Why I always treated it as a sign of jeopardy? …I questioned myself.

Hi.. my cell phone beeped!

It did not took me a second to reach out to my cell phone and open the chat…

Damn… have you lost it??? You don’t have to be so despairing..i scolded my self.

U there?..

Yes..how are you??

I am fine..you?

M good.. I replied, with a grin, as if he could see me through the phone screen.

That was such a cliché conversation.

Eventhough I was used to this type of conversation..i still got goosebumps and butterflies flying haywire in my empty stomach.

“My heart while tying its shoe laces…

Preparing itself to run faster as it can;

Since it failed to conquer last time…

It got up, dusted its butt and made way to began!!”

To be continued…

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2 thoughts on ““UNTITLED” – Chapter 3 ..He wore his heart on his sleeve…

  1. Digitisation be it or not
    Is for modernisation
    Feelings one cares or not
    Is drastically outdated
    Dated one might feel, a little too aggressive
    But one might find the way to pave

    Gold is all but a shimmering effect
    Swiping is mere a trend
    FAD’s will come and go, as one expects
    Feelings will remain to die for, as one percepts

    Profiles will be apt or not, depends on your heart
    Morning routines be it or not are going to sore
    The only feeling left unite, is the loving

    Heartbreaks in past make the woman today
    Love thy neighbour is a concept prevailing nowadays
    Though one must not creep into delusion
    It’s just a mistake away

    You deserve happiness as do the whole lot
    The whole lot is taken care of by the Being, you need to get the Being

    Past is not the way to go aa it’s been
    Laces or not, ropes need’nt be
    To conquer a battle is just a start
    The war has not even begun

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