There is always a crowd.
But there is still a void.
The whole world is big in size.
But there is no place to properly reside.
The feeling of loneliness taunts him.
With a hope of having a joy.
Walking in an unknown path.
Waiting for proper time to fly.
He wanted to love.
He wanted to be loved.
Having a soft heart.
He used to get hurt.
He waits till today.
Hope keeps him alive.
She will come back.
That is his ultimate desire.
Some sort of happiness.
Some sort of sadness.
Some kind of pleasure.
That pleasure is so delicate which cannot be measured,
During those 40 days his happiness was at its peak.
In that 40 days he was climbing the sky forgetting all the severe pain he suffered in the past.
That 40 days will never be washed.
Why it happened that only 40 days???
Why not it turned into 40 years???
Whenever he see her , it pinches him a lot.
His heart is strong enough now to keep stone on it.
He has been betrayed.
Whenever she looked at him , he starred at her.
Not possible to dilute those 40 days memoirs.
A huge storm came suddenly vanishing everything on 41st day,
But whenever he recalls those 40 days , tears fell from his eyes.
Whatever he did for her is incomparable , thats why it hurts him a lot.
She betrayed him finally.
– by Ashish kumar