Confession of An Indian Man - After Breakup - Day-2A Story by My Favorite Writer !A tale of an Ordinary Indian Man after break-up..Will he ever gonna get out of it ? Or he'll die thinking about it.. - Parallel to my real life.Break-up Story Day -2 Its wednesday, don't know when I fell asleep yesterday, all I can feel is it is still wet. I must have cried during my sleep (I though so), unknowing that I'm still crying. The moment I woke up, I checked for my phone. It was flashing 7 watsapp pings and 1 message. I knew that she won't ping me on watsapp as she had already blocked me on that. What I could only hope is that the message must be her. I with the hope I open my inbox. Damn You ! It was from Vodafone network service. I curse them to message me when I was hoping it from someone else. I checked my clock, It was 11 AM, and I was already late for my work. Phew ! things are not getting easy. Still I thought I should give my self 15 minute slab so that I may compose a morning message to Esha. And then I wrote- "Dear Esha, I know you love me and you know I love you too. I think about you all the time and You do it too. I'm ready for commitment now. Trust me. I'll talk to mine and your parents too. Have faith on me. I love you so much :(" I knew she won't reply and she din't. I took bath, got ready and went to work. On my way as per the routine I just thought about her, and what else I could say. I had a mini conversation in my mind with her about all those things which led us here, in this situation. **Flash-Back** - It was 23 Nov,2012, when we started dating together. We were best friends since last 2 years, and I thought life would surely be beautiful if this relation will be taken to the next level. It was her first relationship and it was 2nd for mine. I had failed in earlier relationship and she knew it very well. The most attractive thing about her was her simplicity. She was very honest and caring. Well, as I'm a Software Engineer, I needed a switch in my organization. So I switched my Job to New delhi on the other hand she chose to stay in Mumbai only. It was all very smooth and I was loving every bit of it. **Present Day** - With the honk of truck passing nearby, I came back to present day. She is very angry with me. After all what i had done. I know i deserve a scolding or may be some punishment. But she decided not to talk to me anymore and this is killing me literally. I don't know whom to share my feelings, as she was my Best friend as well as my companion. I've lost my life. My soul. My friend and My love. I don't know when I'll get out of this pain. It was almost 1 PM, I messaged her again - "Esha, You won't talk to me ever ?" She din't replied back. I tried calling her almost 4 times in lunch hours. She din't pick up. I started feeling low. To deviate myself from this, I decided that I'll join some NGO and Dance Classes on weekends. So that I may put my mind in some creative thing. For few minutes or so I felt good thinking about my future programs, but then it all started again. Those memories..I wish i could go back in past and correct everything. I messaged her again - "Esha, I just keep on thinking what should I do that you'll come back. Seeing just your name in my contact list makes me feel good. Don't give me such a big punishment. I beg you :'(" I know I am becoming crazy about her, but just a feeling that she'll think about me when she'll receive my message (may be just for few seconds) makes me feel happy about it. I tried calling her again. She dint pick up. I wrote her a mail then. I wrote her everything. I wrote her how sorry I am and how much I'm missing her every moment. I said I'll die or do suicide. She replied back. "I'm not picking up your call or texting you back because you are not ready to accept me as a friend now. I can't accept anything more now. It was my first relationship, and I had hurt myself very deeply. I'm also trying to get over it, try harder..I know its next to impossible but you'll get over". I came back home thinking about her. I replied back begging her to give me one last chance. But she din't replied back. I tried calling too. But she din't picked or texted me back. I'm home now. It is all same. Back to my couch. I decided to just think about her and sleep. But these tears, I'm not able to control them. They keep on flowing. I don't know how to move on. I don't know how to be happy anymore. What I know is just to think about her. I can feel the pain in my chest...and I fell asleep.
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