My World is Yours Now

When I left you alone in the hotel room, I made a promise to myself that day to never think about you again. But here I am, waking up every day with a hope of seeing you beside me as you play with my hair. And it's strange how I still want your deep, raspy voice to be the first thing I hear right after I wake up. You know the thing I yearn for most is your silly jokes, which you used to tell me with so much enthusiasm as if you were about to solve the mystery of black hole. I remember the rule too: If I laughed at your stupid jokes, I had to kiss you in return for your noble work of making me laugh. And I purposely let your jokes win every single time. It's been months since we spoke. Now, silence is all we have between us. Although this comfortable silence tortures me every day, I won't be the first one to break. I can't be either. By the way, my phone misses your voice, maybe more than I do. You remember John, my friend from work. He asked me out when h...

Dear London, I don’t know what it is that makes my heart jump every time I hear your name. Well, whatever it is, I’d love to keep it safe and sound for the rest of my life. I know I’ve never visited you. Not even once. That also means I’ve never had the chance to stare right into your eyes all night long. However, I feel like I’ve been in your loving arms before, it’s just I don’t remember it anymore. Perhaps, long long time ago, you weren’t a place. You must be a man. A man who had the most generous heart and the most beautiful smile. A man who appreciated art as much as stars appreciate the night. A man who loved to make everyone laugh. A man who enjoyed little things in his life. And maybe, I was your one true love. Yes. Yes. This is childish but I can’t help it. You make me sad like lovers are supposed to be sad when they are miles apart from each other. You make me insanely happy when I think of seeing you in person and actually believe that it will happen one day. I don...

She was a 10-year-old introvert girl. One morning, her father gave her a 10-rupee note to buy anything for her from the Saturday market. She was excited because such lovely things used to happen only once in a blue moon. For her, that 10-rupee note seemed like some treasure worth millions because her father gave it to her with so much love. She wanted to use it in the best way possible. She pondered all day about what she should buy until the clock told her that it was time to go to the market. She and her mother got ready and left. The market wasn’t far away from their home so it only took them less than 20 minutes to reach the market. Her mother got busy in looking for household stuff while her eyes were wandering here and there in a hope of finding the perfect something soon. She saw many toys, dolls, hair bands, but nothing captured her heart. Soon, her face dropped in disappointment. The last ray of hope was ready to leave her heart when her eyes caught a glimpse of a heart...