Khamoshi
Having no contact with the person whom once you called home is real pain . The void silence in the room is filled with all the unsaid words . I am sitting on chair in silence replaying all the memories in my mind feeling your presence and hearing the laughter once we shared. Suddenly heart is heavy and eyes are wet to realise the absence of you . It feels like loosing a part of me part by part,the part which i never said goodbye the part i never gave permission to leave . "It's not goodbye which hurts it's a flashback which keep coming" Feeling "what could have been "if we stayed. Once again room is dark as sun has set and it is filled with silence emptiness around me . I got up from swing took empty cup of coffee in hand and while washing cup cold tap water bought me in present. I stayed silent.