Me and a Window!


Me and a Window!
----Aakash Rajput


I just shifted to my new house, at a while it is apartment where I am to live first time in an apartment. As I just shifted I knew that the windows of apartment are facing to each other, while I entered in my room It was feeling me hot so I use to open my window. I was just relaxing myself in cold air while a time I saw in my front a shadow on curtain which is fascinating me because It was long hair someone like short heighten and coming near to the window.
She asides curtain of her window and my heart beat was just started to beating fast. When she opened her curtain I remembered my favorite poetry of my favorite story teller Amandeep in Hindi

Tum chalti ho kisi chainaab ki tarah
tum dikhti ho kisi khwaab ki tarah
itney saalo sey jo dhund rahan hun sawaal
tum dikhti us jawaab ki tarah!

At first she looked at me and give a light smile towards me and I am doing the same but the only difference is She was looking damn cute in her that smile, and I was like an Idiot who knows that his smile is the worst one but still giving that.
Collecting all of my courage I said her,” Hiii” in reply she also greeted me,” Hii” She asked me first,” Are you newly shifted here”
“Yes!, Just today”
“I am Living here for last 2 year and I am also shifting”
“Why?”
“This room is on rent, and we finally going to own a new house”
“Oh! Congrats”
“Thanks”
At a while a sound came from behind
“ Natasha Come Down!!”
She bye me saying in a matter,” Bye, we meet soon”
and the soon word was like a mountain and I just thought that when this soon word will end.
And Finally the morning I woke up in my room and by luck you can say, My window was open and she was fining her curtain and she again look at me and give her deadly innocent smile.

She asked me,”So how was your first night?”
and in partially sleeping mood I replied, “Just nice but I really missing my friends”
“Is your friend sleep with you?”
and I hardly stopped my laugh on what she said on. I replied,” No!! Its just like meeting in night after long hectic day schedule we use to pass the joke on each other which I found my best part of my life”
“OHH!, that fine, it same with me our girls squad share everything after my shifting I am going to miss them too”
“When you're shifting”
“Just this weekends”
And I was like to be dead at half of my left side. I don't know why I just started imagining about something which can never happen.
I asked about her, Social life (Insta id, facebook etc.,) and replied me that she was on whatsapp only and I know I cant ask for that.
She asked “why are you paused?”
“No just in a thought that I just created a new friend and she is going to leave me too”
“Hey, Don't worry there are lots of people to make them friends”
“Hmmmm!”

Last day of meeting
She finally shouting my name on her windows, as luck I was busy in my room I could able to listen her voice as fast as I can open my window I did.
I was missing that smile which I used to see on her face.
She said,” A last time a last conversation”
Me with a heartache ,” Can there is not any way to converse with other for long time?”
“Ya it is”
“How?”
“Whatsapp”
“Would you give your whatsapp no.?”
“Ya, you didn't asked me still so I decided to give you by myself”
After a last converse we meet at society compound saying her last word “BYE”,
“Don't worry your this friend will come soon to meet you again”
And again this soon word was like mountain which is 100X times bigger then that last mountain.

At a while I realized I have her whatsapp no. now so why being so afraid of by her.
And always I used to open my window to see that innocent smile, where my heart give me always a hope, but the brain saying a truth ,”She is not here”

But she will return my brain also reply me.






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