The Last Peg

It was the best time ever for the last time.

Yes, She did drink - but there was a reason - It was not for fun or enjoyment.

Everytime she got high with her last peg - she could throw out her emotions on him easily. She could say every nonsense that would make sense later on. She could get the guts to cut her heart and throw it out to him.

 

As she watched, getting her sixth peg, she knew it would be her last one.

She saw how the vodka made its way in the small pieces of ice in the glass..how the litchi flavour would cover up the taste of vodka and make her feel less guilty.

 

"Cheers" she said it to herself and gulped down in one shot.

 

She frantically searched for her phone..as she got up from the ground she could feel the whole world around her going translucent...she looked on the bed..there it was...somehow she thought, her phone was her best companion at night - the only device that could connect him and her in those dark nights...and there she din't have to search his name - it was always in her last dialled numbers - though she would not make a full ring - she managed to call him once a day or at nights so that his name would always remain in the last dialled numbers...

 

There I go..she knew she would call him at the last peg.

 

Ringing ringing ringing - It was against his pride,if at all he picked up the phone immediately.. There was not a single time when he picked up the phone in 2-3 rings. It always used to take longer - sometimes he never picked it up. And she just crossed her fingers that, that sometime should not be this time.

 

"Hello" and she was relieved. He asked her "Drunk" and she mumbled to say "Hmmm".

 

There was silence. The silence in between them had words. They could hear each other even when there were no words.He could hear her breath - faster than usual. He knew she would say something that will pinch him hard - it always did.

 

She had just one sentence to tell - "I still love you, love you so much - I dont care what you did, what happened in your past, how much you tormented me, but nothing is letting this feeling getting killed"

 

There was silence - as usual - he dint speak anything.

 

She had lost her senses - but she knew this was her life's last peg.

 

"I m getting married" - was her last sentence, that was her Last Peg. She had vowed never to drink.

 

The only reason for her vodka was him- and now it was over.

 

She hung up.

 

His fingers did not have the strength to call her back. But his heart had the guts to let her go.

Possessed

She craved for him...again..She lay still in her bed. It was 1:30 AM..waiting, thinking about him...waiting for his call..waiting for a message.

Deep inside, She knew he was not thinking about her at that moment.

Yet, She wanted him.

She woke up,sat on the bed,for sometime, thinking "Why is it me ? - Why do you keep on tempting me,for you, why is it that I crave like a small baby for you?..Why is it I want to be in your arms and never want to leave you?

She grew restless, because until she did not tell this to him..her mind would be full,nothing works - She keeps on thinking about him, just him,it stops for every single thing in this world.

She needed to tell him, what she thought, how she felt - She had done this like for hundred times over in the year - yet there was nothing that moved him..still she wanted to speak her heart out.

At times, She felt silly - She thought - "Why do I tell you - I feel like a fool."

Sometimes, she felt,he must be laughing on her..She din't care even if he did now.. Sometimes she wondered there might be so many out there wanting to tell him the same things again and again - Her words might not be new to him, but it meant everything to her and once again she wanted to tell him -
                          
                        "How much possesed she was, by him"

She walked out of the room, to the terrace - to feel the breeze, as though he was hugging her, as though she was in his arms, the best feeling in the world - to know that she belonged to him and no one else - that now she had the whole world start and stop with him.

She sat there on the swing,moving it slowly - She din't realize the sun stepped out and she could see the rays in her eyes - as though, it was him - who woke her up with nothing but love.

She felt he was there - there with her all the time.

Possesed again, with thoughts - "Why do I feel you so much for you and why doesn't my love reach to u ? Why doesn't this feeling live in ur soul?

Why don't u feel this ? Why don't I have the same magic just the way you do?

        "Just the way I sway myself into trance and breathe you in me?"

High - Without the smoke n the weed.

You are like a drug, a bit like Vodka with litchi juice..something like those first Raindrops..something even more...

It would be sin, if you thought that your effect would last only for a while because I said you are something even more...

And somehow your effect does not wear off...

The more drug I take..The more stoned I would want to be..

The more I have vodka..the more High I would want to be....

The more I stand in the rain..the more drenched I would want to get..

You are magical..Magic that creates a circle around me..
The circle I can't step out to, the circle that keeps following around me wherever I go.

I get high without the smoke and the weed,you don't even need to be close to hold me near, just the thought brings me shivers..

As I close my eyes, all I feel, is I am too High, too High to come back to senses.

Its that Magic Moment, that temptation, that urge to be with you and no one else, that craving - something that probably you never understood or ignored to realize.

What is it about you, that makes me high - without the smoke and the weed?

A lil More of U

I know,you exist. Sometimes, I believe you exist only for me.
Sometimes, I feel you breathe for me.

I know, you don't tell how much I mean to you. You never did.
You knew, I knew - so you never told.

I know, what you feel, how much you feel, how much you would miss me and I know how silent you can go on to be.

I know,you live in my skin,my soul - so near to me that I can feel your skin underneath me.
I know,as a whole you belong to me.

But,there could be a little more of you in me - there could be sometimes those unexpected messages and calls, there could be some more talks, there could be a little more affection, there could be something special.
That wouldn't hurt - there could be a moment which makes me stand-still. There could be a second where I just melt away in your arms.

I wish you knew,you can never be enough, I need a little more of you everyday.

There could be a little More of you In me.

Just a little more - wouldn't hurt you, would complete my circle of love.