Propose Day

It's another evening of the starry light......from streets through the window....Lightning up the corners of the bedsheet that hung lazily with the occasional slow flits of the breeze.....

The lights schemingly dance a little on my pillow near my ears.......while I lay around trailing the fan blades that cast an illusive shadow on the ceiling.....

It's late.....the grandfather clock down the hall chimed it's last almost an hour ago...the radio crooning Akhtari Ghazal "ab chalakte hue Sagar nahi dekhe jaate....touba ke baad ye manzar nahi dekhe jaate.....humne dekha hai zamane ka badalna lekin ....unke badley hue tevar nhi dekhe jate"

I tossed my bare legs slipping out of the blue green duvet spreading over the cream bedsheet....languid fingers moving on the dotted bright orange birds n leaves printed on the sheet.......my chin resting on pillow.....long tresses of soft hair covering half my face.....I am awake when the world is in the arms of Morpheus.

Waving at u till I could finally see no more......the yellow taxi along with u disappeared in the hustle of the cross roads..... While I stood there and waited......the breeze blew my black tresses over my face as if to vainly curtain close your departure..... the noise stopped.......the wind silenced......the vendors muted...the car honks reduced to an indistinct wave ......the memory of you leaving reran in my mind......I wished to relive the moment......your touch sliding over my fingers....for the last time before the taxi arrived......the longing stares ....argumentative of who would miss the other more.....a strained smile...aware of every parting moment that enclosed upon us......only if I could have held the moonbeam for once.....

Now the moonbeam sneaks through the window......Aimlessly falls on my bed......cajoling my senses to numbness...."ranjish hi sahi.....dil yeh dukhane ke liye aaaaa...

Aa phir se mujhe chhod ke jaane ke liye aa".......while u board the taxi and i sidled upto the half stuck side glass....your fingers reaching a futile entangle with mine..."will you be mine ", I whisper to proffer....your compelling eyes glanced back in amazement....."Yes.....yes and yes........"while the taxi swooned into the galleys of traffic....ur head stuck out of the window "yes a thousand times"!....while your voice disappeared into the usual gurgle of the busy street.....

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