Not everyone is made to forget.

Vansh’s POV 

Standing beyond the shoulder of the highway,on the verge,I was lost,lost in recollecting the flashes of past,the cars speeding on the highway,the street lights tearing the cover of darkness,but here,the place where I was standing,the seperation itself was enough for the area to be dark enough,that I got hidden,hidden in the embrace of my past.
Angre: “Till when?”
Vansh: “Till I not find her !”
Angre: “You say you have her in heart”
Vansh: “Ya but,”
Angre: “You said there is no place for but in love”
Vansh’s POV
“But I have it in my love story
Indeed,I have but,in my love story,
It all revolved around some nights,that I,spent some years back,same place,she had gone,all those who know about my life,they say she had gone long back,and there is no gain,in clutching the curtains,one may tear them apart,but the wall between past,and present,is not a glass one,its an invincible span of time,
Yet I,just lit up my cig,hey,
You said about gain?
Mahn,I lost myself in her ,all this is beyond the curbs of gain and loss.
Angre: “Have you ever thought what you are gonna say to world,one day you encountered a girl over here,who for no specific reason was just wandering on this loneliest night of this busiest highway, and you,you both just kept meeting for a mere of 10 minutes on a regular basis just ,just for 15 days,and she,didnt reveal anything except her “Name”. And then she just,disappeared,and for last three years ,you are searching like mad,but there is no sign of her,you call it love? “
Vansh: “Love,more precious than my life,and till I have the last breath and a feeble pulse in the wrist,I will,keep searching her,not for the sake of making her mine,just for the fact that,I have to tell her,not every person in the world is made to forget, some do remember,and will remember,I keep coming here,not for the sake that she will be standing here and smiling to me,her docile smile ,her twinkling eyes,her soft locks extending down her waist, and her ,her warmth filled aura, the way she held my hand,her veiled hand,with her woolens,the differenth knitted pattern on that,everything,she,her,she,
Am not expecting her to be here,I just…try to feel her around ,the fact that she was once here with me,this fact is enough for me to breathe for every coming year in my life,..”
“You will end up losing everything,what if she had got a huge position or status?”
And the smirk of Vansh ,
“It will be a memorable moment when a substandardised person will stand in front of epiotme of…”
Before proceeding his eyes could feel the dampness, even before that,his throat choked.
“Its not needed that you become mine
Stay in the way you like,
You are yours,or your true love’s ,right?
Listen,just wanna tell you,not everyone is made to forget,my life!”

Dishathakur

ख्वाहिशे बदनाम है ।

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