A Modern love

Hey you! Yes you! I am writing this half-asleep half-awake at 3 in the night (or morning if you have to be pedantic about it!) dealing with my current state of insomnia! Sleep deprived yet so happy, a combination of which is so unlike me. Thinking about you. The way you tell your stupid stories. The way you laugh, the way you describe your family and the way you crack your lame jokes is” perhaps” something I am always looking for! (Added perhaps only because my defense mechanism is afraid to admit anything just like yours!) Meeting you, listening to you, kissing you and even just singing (it takes creative liberty to describe it as singing )our favorite songs is so very ordinary yet feels surreal.


I thought I was a broken person who can never ever love someone again. A person who’ll always be looking for real love fully knowing that there is nothing but disappointment out there. Masquerading my true emo-boy sentiments as a joke to make people laugh. That was before you met me and everything has changed ever since! Without realizing, you have fixed me and made me believe in love and it’s vulnerabilities (A Nobel price is waiting for you! Bengalis and Nobel price still a better love story 😜). I don’t know whether to be grateful to you, these circumstances or your parents 😀 Watching shows with you and dissecting its philosophy along with sharing memes seems like a perfect amalgamation of how I would like to spend my entire life! Laying beside you watching you sleep comfortably on my arm (though it kills me 😀) is just bliss! The banter, the chitchat, the silence of listening to a song makes me feel like this is meant to be. Cracking jokes (which frankly is very easy in front of you! You laugh at anything and everything) and discussing travel to complete all of this! Oh how much do I love all of this! We are no Jim and Pam ,Michael and Holly or Phyllis and Vance! We are Kevin and 69!

Now let’s face the sad part! I feel awful that I have to leave all of this. I have tried to avoid thinking about it but not sure if I can ignore this thought anymore. Moving out has been my dream for so long I can’t even remember when I actually thought of it. I guess it’s a hard learning, that to achieve something you really wish, you need to give up something you really love. And I am learning this in a really hard way! (Ae real Id se aa na Beerbiceps/Sandeep Maheswari)

I don’t know if there are soulmates or if there is true love but writing this stupid note at this stupid time makes me think this is the closest I have been to one. You are and will always remain in my happiest memories. May be it’s a cliché but I lost a part of my heart to you! Don’t even know whether I will ever be sending this to you or not but I hope one day you read this and laugh and cry at the same time remembering our Modern Love ❤️

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