A Lost Friend.......

I met her first time when I was 15 years old. It was a cold Evening of DECEMBER. She was so beautiful that i can not describe in words . White salwar kurti , straight hair, red colour ka hand beg, chehre pe ek masoom si smile...... she was looking so pretty bilkul ek pari k jaise. I asked my friend abbout her to usne mujhe usse milwaya. we met and started talking with each other. Kafi der tak hum aapas me bat karte rahe....and we realized that we were not alone there. usk bad hum kai bar mile aur dheere -2 we became gud friends. We knew each other so well that ek dusre ke face ko dekh k bata sakte the ki hum kya soch rahe hain. we were a group of 4 friends meeting regularly with each other and enjoyed every moment of life.

But phir kuch aisa hua k she left . Why????.......... if I knew I would not let her go. I know it was my fault but atleast usne mujhe ek mauka to diya hota meri bat kahne ka. bina kuch kahe bina kuch sune chali gai.

I wish, so much, to have that day back and do it over again.kash....... Koi time machine hoti aur main past me jakar apni life ka wo ek din change kar pata..... kash aisa ho pata.

I think of her every single day. I hope she knows that I never meant to treat her badly or be mean to her in any way. I hope she knows how much she meant to me.

I dont know where is she but i pray to god wo jaha b ho khush rahe aur i m waiting for that day jab hum ek bar phir usse milu aur use kah saku wo sab jo main tabhi ni kah paya... kash ek bar aisa ho jaye.......kash......

Kahte hai na k history repeats itself. mera saath b kuch aisa hi hua. 2 saal k bad college me kisi se mila or phir se meri life me acha dost aaya ..... but ek bar phir wohi hua...aur wo dost bhi mujhe chod k chala gaya. is bar bhi galti shayad meri hi thi. main ek bar phir akela tha....... aur aaj tak I m waitng for both those friends.

I, sometimes, think that I dont know how to go about developing friendship anymore..... bas bas......