It had been a long long day for him.
All the celebrations, all warm wishes, the food, whisky. All of it made him quite tired.
It started from midnight and still continuing.
He came to his room to freshen up a bit. He thought he would change his clothes. His friends wanted to go out and celebrate again.
He opened his wardrobe and a lump formed in his throat.
For a night outing he usually wore casuals, but today is special, so he selected the beautiful berry coloured khadi kurta and teamed it up with jeans.
The kurta was her last gift to him.
He was not sure at that time about the colour of the kurta. But now, standing all alone in his room he felt there is no dress more apt for his birthday outing.
He got ready and while brushing his hair , his eyes fell on a matte gold hair pin. She loved these pins. She must have forgotten about this…. he thought.
She forgot so many things.. He sighed.
Happy birthday cutie.. She messed up his hair again and kissed him on the lips. You look so so hot in this. I told you this kurta would suit you. Now give me a hug.
The ringtone of his smartphone broke his reverie. Again he looked in the mirror and his beautiful brown eyes were filled with tears. He couldnot see anything.
He howled until his best friend came and comforted him.
You shouldnot have let her go brother.
His bestie quipped.
A few minutes later he joined others for a tour around the breathtaking lakes. And it took him 6 pegs of whisky to get relaxed..
I wish you were here to wish me. You are my best birthday gift baby.
He cried himself to sleep that night.
A THOUSAND KILOMETRES AWAY, SHE CRIED HERSELF TO SLEEP WISHING HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HIS PHOTOGRAPH.
………. AND SOMEWHERE OUTSIDE THIS WORLD, THE CREATOR SMILED
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