Love was beautiful, when January heat was mild. When the warmth of those fingers were like the heavenly touch. I felt all divinity has come, laden with honey, fragrance and with everything else that makes life beautiful. I was under the spell of the simplicity, more than the beauty of her eyes and charm which she brought with her.
Little did I know, the passing days will poison me, the bliss will evaporate. The ‘love’ which I adore will turn me into an absolute nonsense. What I was, I do not know now. What I know is that ‘My heart and My mind’ is now turn corrupt. It has forgotten the rationality which I advocated, forgotten the simple and small thing from the leaf of life that ‘love is to give and not to ask’. Often, I look at myself in disbelief. I do not think, I am right. People ‘Love’ whoever they want and I am in ‘Love’ with who I felt for.
Thinking of her going, starts killing me and like a corpse I lie down on the floor in cold under the numbness of the soul. For long I fought and that fight has brutalized her more than me. She received the pain of my sufferings. I grieve for whatever has happened. May be I am too bad to be loved. An ‘idiot’ who just can’t read the eyes, smell the whiff of her breath but stood there pleading ‘say me that you love me’.
Now, I realize, love can’t be bargained out of one’s feelings. My feelings can’t be forced on anyone else’s thinking, plans and emotions. I was too lame to understand it.
But now, I am standing here. Before it gets too late, before I ‘die’, I want to say sorry, for every little pain, every big suffering which I created, I made you to suffer. My reactions which hurt you badly. I disrespected not just you, but the pristine ‘love’. I could do nothing now than to seal my lips. I am shutting my ‘mouth’, may be this is the only way, I could show a little remorse, towards everything that happened.

Awesome….
d8s simple and a true repentance of ur miscoduct..thoug unintentionally..vo kehte h na ki
zruri nhy ki isq ki kahni m har kirdaar aapse muhabbat kare par,
zrure ye hai ki aap khaani s hmesha hi muhabbat krte rhe..
It wasn’t the misconduct. At times you take the blames on yourself, so that you can tell them, no matter what you’re in me. If your ego is big, see i have lowered it, because you matter.