Voice to My Thoughts!!!

My Bestie, Don’t know from where to start to say SORRY and for which thing I should say SORRY first. However, I know I have to say. When you came to the hostel, I was having lots of things to say, but I could not utter a single word except just GO. I do not know what I am writing here, but these lines are not scripted, not scripted like my stories and blogs. I am writing whatever comes from my heart. My heart stopped at this line and asked to mind, for what I should ask for the SORRY first? However, I do not want to use my mind just because I want to say SORRY, SORRY from the deep of my heart. I hurt you, I hurt you many times, and this is one SORRY for all. I am not saying SORRY only for the topic of Julie and me. It is something about yesterday. Again, I stopped here, from where to start, to tell you about what happened to me on that day, What thing was holding me back that on that noon and why I am saying SORRY, SORRY once again... I had two topics to wr

I  got down from the bus and made my way on the main road to the hospital. Sun had already shut down his orange shine. Lighting on the street was only by the street light of the city. The fragrance of street food approached my nose. My empty stomach was giving a knock, but I took my mind off from the torture of stomach. I wanted to find that one hospital first in that metro city, Mumbai. She needed me, and I was already too late. It tried to reach her as soon as possible, but things weren’t that easy in anyone’s life. I used all of my energy to reach her. I wished to be with her; she desired me. She needed me most during that hard time, and I was still some distance away from her. My beloved Suman was there in the hospital, might be because of me. Mostly Suman and I used to sit on the table facing each other in the canteen. To bunk lectures and sit with your beloved in the canteen is the most beautiful, most relic moments of college days. However, Suman and I were not a co