Regarding Your Birthday Call

 I’m assuming you picked the call.

“Hi! Good Evening.”

Would you say, Good Afternoon? And maybe then, Who?

And I say, “Wish you a very very happy returns of the day. And sorry for this belated wish.”

I doubt you’ll say Thank you and ask directly, Who are you?

“Please phle puri baatein sun lo. Please phone mt cut karna. Jitna gussa karna h baad me kr lena, pr please call mt cut kro, humko bol lene do please. I… It’s {……}”

“Kaisi ho?”

Maybe you say Sab thik hai, or Maybe nothing. Or maybe tum

gussa karke phone hi cut kar do.

“Gmail open karogi please?”

Kya h ye sab? Kyu kar rahe ho, tumko samajh nhi ata kya ek baar bata diya jaye agr kuch toh?

“Bta rhe h, phle kro toh. Usme ek greeting card h, actually uski link, ek backup letter aur ek chota sa gift—ek Resume.”

Maybe your only reaction, Tum?

Shyd bohot gussa aaya hoga tumko ya ho sakta hai tumko ye accha lag jaye. Pr nhi, aisa to ho hi nhi sakta.

Everyone gives gifts, I thought I should give you something you could actually use for your future.

So I prepared this resume. Check kar lena ek baar, wese sab sahi hi hoga.

“Haan, ab pucho. It’s time for your questions.”

Number kaha se mila? Ye sari details kaha se mili? This is the most likely question you could ask. I think. “Sach bataye to tumko ye jitna muskil lag raha hai, utna h nhi. Bs iske liye yaad rakhne padte hai kch data aur thoda interest ho agar, then it's type of guessing game or luck, and I would say this is a type of pattern. Like if you want to find someone’s enrollment number, you just need some basic details (like Year of Admission, College Code, Branch, Roll Number) aur rahi baat phone number ki to wo mere pass kaafi time se tha. Bs hum kabhi call nhi kiye, at least tab-tak nhi jab-tak confirm na ho jata ki tumhara hi number h, ghar ka nhi. Itna pta h mujhe ki agar ghar pr kisi ne phone utha liya to problem ho skti h.”

I know bahut si galtiyan hui h mujhse and maybe this is the result of all that. But I never wanted things to end up like this. Soche the wo diwali wala incident last hoga aur phir se aur kuch nhi karenge, ek acchi se ending ho jayegi, pr waisa hota hi kaha h jaisa log sochte hai, hai n? Pr pata nahi ye kya ho jata h, tamaam duniya jahaan ki baatein jo important hai o bhul jate hai, pr tumko bhul pana ye itna muskil ku hota h? Pta nhi.

Because it's July and flashbacks…

In English, it’s just a month.

But in poetry,

It means

The sun that burns but feels so right,

The storm that ends with softer light.

It’s long goodbyes and skies that cry

Just like you..

Cute, mischievous

And, hard to say goodbye.

Source: Table Calendar

Anyways, I guess now is right moment to say goodbye, Miss

Granger…

Just so you know why I did all this.

I know that I could not have you more than you’re in my

memories. I’ve learned this for long enough now to accept it.

Earlier, I thought you are as complete as you can be in my

memories. But that was my yet another misconception. You are still incomplete in my memories. I can’t imagine you laughing out loudly, for I don’t know how would you laugh—would you throw your head back and laugh as loud as you could, or would you keep your laughs behind your hand and make small coughs to hide it?

How would ‘Chalte Chalte Yun Hi Koi’ would sound when you sing it? How would you sound when you’d sulk? How would you grumble? How would you… At least, in my memories you could be complete.

Should n’t I make sure of it. Arya says it’s time to stop my efforts, it’s alright to stop, they aren’t worth it. Well, he is a fool. He could read as many fictional books he wants and say whatever he likes, but I’m not convinced he knows a thing about this feeling of… what I have for you. 

He is not the one who is haunted daily by the most beautiful dreams which turn into nightmares on the moment of awakening.

And so, I made this call. To get this part of you, your voice.

And so it becomes another beautiful memory.

And yes, I do have one complaint with you.

Why do you always bring someone else into the middle of these

things? Just tell me directly na! Don’t you feel that I’ll listen to you

more than anyone else?