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Jab We Collided

After a painful psychology class I was taking a break. Ritika was continuously talking about the guys he saw the other day in the class. Some maths genius or whatever. Honestly I was trying to overcome the headache I was having since morning and to top it all my psychology professor made my day even worse by cancelling my assignment. He gave me 24 hrs grace, that’s what he calls it, to complete it. Rediculous! I was extremely uneasy since morning. Probably it’s the pancake. I opened the water bottle cap to sip some water. The moment the water hit my tongue suddenly the entire world started spinning. I  quickly ran towards the classroom door to go the washroom. Anyhow I managed to shift others those who came in the way but then I almost bumped into the hard wall.  Unable to figure out what happened I grabbed hold of it. How come the wall is going up and down? Wait! That’s not any wall. Before I could control my nausea I threw up in front of the so called ...

Our last meeting

I looked at the score board as a tear slipped. I controlled, controlled a lot. I am matured enough not to cry. Akash, one of our immediate coach was standing outside the field. I looked at him and my heart sank even more. In the midst of everything and everyone i was searching for the familiar pair of obs. Arnav! I sighed. I was missing him terribly. But he was nowhere to be seen. I went upto Akash looked at his face. He did a hand gesture to comfort me. Seeing him my words chocked. I couldn’t form a single sentence. We have lost the match. The realization was bitter than anything else. And I was the reason. I couldn't look at him anymore. All i said was 'sorry' in a broken voice. Each one of us had worked really hard for this match. Day and Night, 24/7 sacrificing every damn thing. Yet I am here standing with empty hands. They expected me to perform and I didn’t live upto their expectations. Fucked up with life, fucked up in emotions I simply fucked up the match. And ...