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I can’t really say I am happy the way my cell fell silent…at times you get so habitual to the noise around that silence strikes…you feel awkward...there was times I searched for ways to stay away from the mobile network...that’s the only way there was to avoid her calls without hurting her…but there was none…

there were incessant calls…she used to talk about any thing and everything in her life…about hundreds of lovers she had…about the hundreds of proposals she used to get daily from those around…about the years old relation she have, that at times goes sore...I just keep on listening with some ‘yah’, ‘that’s great’, ‘oh’, and ‘so sad’…

then there were the thousands of problems that she face…I am supposed to come up with a solution…while listening to a new problem at hand I was supposed to find solution of an older problem…at times she was ready to give me some time as she accepted the fact that the ‘chip’ I have some in my head is a pentium3 rather than a pentium4…

Of course in between I was told how much my presence in her life matters to her…smile on my face…at times I have to face questions like why I care so much about her...” I have no idea” used to be my reply…in fact that was the reply that my P3 used to generate…”some thing in you attracted me, there’s some thing for which I respect you”…and I will be there for you till the end…

Then there were times I failed to manage my time out of my busy schedule to listen to her…I failed to find solution to many of her problems…and she too became busy with her new found job…she became busy enough, not to call for ten days at a stretch…it took some time for me to adjust the aperture and shutter speed of my P3…deafening silence…and on last friendship day I got a message,” urgent call”…I did not…again the same message…my heart said, do not…

Then the mail came “hey what happened?
Why are you not responding?
I miss you.

-------yours nymph”

I tried to feel the insides of me…there was some pain some where…I too miss you..but you have missed the train I am on…..

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y no1 commented in ds post?
dt too its soo old!!
but i liked it :)

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