Tu Jo Mile Jindari Jannata ve Jannata...❣️ #sidnaaz

Distance Covered

I knock on his door again, waiting for him to open it. It swung open but he wasn't facing the entrance.

Si - "Maa main baad mein kha lunga, aap so jao. Aur woh chali gyi na? Dwayi khayi thi usne?"

Drama bohut zyada hi krdiya Shehnaaz. Har baar itna over kyun ho jata hai tujhse?

S - "Dwayi toh tab khaungi jab khana kha liya hoga."

He turned back facing me as I moved inside and turned on a few of the lights to brighten the pitch black room. I put the food on the table and move over to pull him from where he stood.

Si - "Tu gyi nhi abhi tak? Aur idhar kya kar rahi hai? I thought you wouldn't want to be here."

S - "Bataungi pehle idhar aa, baith. Maana ki mujhe date pe bahae nhi jaana tha lekin ghar pe krne se mnna nhi kiya tha maine."

I sat in front of him on the table with the food in my hands. I'd transferred both of our food to one plate like we had adapted to eat a few days before this whole drama happened. Taking a spoonful I lifted it to his lips but he turned it back, leaning back into the sofa.

Si - "Yeh sab mat kr. Guilty feel krne ki zaroorat nhi hai. It's my fault maine Woh sab-"

"Hogya na. Bas ab. Chal pehle chup chap khana kha fir baatein krte hai okay?" I said cutting off his words. He still stayed sitting with his back against the sofa, shaking his head at the spoon. "Sidharth kasam hai tujhe meri kha nhi toh main bhi nhi khaungi. Na ye na dwayi" I said pushing forward the spoon again. He ate the food moving up to sit closer to the edge of the sofa. I gave him a smile raising another bite of food towards him but this time it's directed right back into my mouth. This was the first time I'd seen him so up close in the past 3 days. He looked exhausted. Eyes red, face drained, the hair he usually kept done up, falling over his eyes, dryer than usual.

We finished up the food and I took the pill I'd brought along, before moving to sit beside him on the sofa. He instantly took away his legs putting them on the table I'd been sitting on. He was more than confused at what had just happened but I didn't think he minded it in any way.

Si - "Ab bolegi idhar kyun hai abhi tak?"

S - "Chali jaun? Im sorry andhar aane se pehle pucha bhi nhi"

Si - "Abey.. mera woh mtlb nhi tha. Tujhe kabse puchna prta hai idhar aane ko? Main bas yeh keh raha tha ki 3 din se baat bhi nhi ki ache se tune, saath sone bhi nhi diya fir aaj?"

S - "Gussa tha..mujhe woh sab jo tune bola us raat, woh bohut hurt huya. Usse pehle wale ki toh maafi maine tere maange begair hi dedi thi. Mujhe pta tha tu Asim ko dekh k gussa hoga lekin yeh bhi pta tha ki aisi baat krega mere baare tu."

He turned to face me, meeting my eyes with his barely open ones. "Mujhe nhi pta ki kya ho gya tha mujhe tab... gusse mein ye bhul gya ki maine mnna kiya tha call krne ko lekin ye nhi bhula k usne ek point p tujhe propose kiya tha. I don't know.. pagalon jaise khyaal aa rahe the dimag mein. Di ne tere jaane k baad sab akal thikane lga di thi meri. Tab realize hua k kitni bakwaas ki thi maine. But yeh nhi pta tha ki aisi saza milegi."

I inched closer pulling his legs to rest over mines. This was what we should've done a long time ago. Just a clear conversation. Relationships didn't need much as long as there was communication and trust. One feeding off of the other. If you don't communicate, trust weakens and if you don't trust then communication can get complicated. But we'd had both.. since a when we'd met however still a little distance had done that.

S - "Toh aur kya krti? Maarti tujhe di jaise? Ya fir teri woh reoccurring ex's jaise sab seh leti chup chap taaki jab relationship toote toh yeh sab news mein bta k maze lu?"