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Birthday

I came home today and made plans for the rest of the day. I switched on my laptop to transfer the last two seasons of Suits from the pendrive that my senior had given me. I entered the password and was greeted by the wallpaper that had a quote which possessed the audacity to mock me for all that I hadn't done till now. Now, instead of opening My Computer, I ended up opening the one folder that I wasn't supposed to. This one folder could destroy all the I had managed to build within me since last June. The part of my life away that I had archived was right in front of me. You know, a friend of mine told me once that we humans, destroy the most beautiful things and that's what I was on the verge of doing.
I opened that folder and I saw the pictures that weren't going to let me sleep tonight. This evening, I was voluntarily going down the memory lane. The pictures I saw almost made me press Alt+F4 but I continued. It's surprising how much everything changes in a year. The pictures reminded me of those 8263 miles between you and me. All our memories of Mumbai and Surat were staring at me, right in the eye. Some of the pictures were taken outside the restaurant that we went to after we gave up looking for Kobè Sizzlers. The one in which I was in the chequered shirt you gifted me and you in your white t-shirt. I've always loved white on you. I scrolled down to find the picture that I was looking for. I still remember, it was time for you to leave and I ended up convincing you for one last photoshoot. That particular picture enhanced the brown of your eyes since it was taken in early morning and the sunlight from those windows fell right where you sat. The smirk that I captured is etched in my memory. Unfortunately, I didn't find the picture. Then there were the selfies we took in the rain and the ones we took while we were at Marine Drive. Then, there was that one picture where you were dozing off in the car with your mouth open. It no longer made me laugh but it sure did bring a smile on my face. I remember the times I had blackmailed you using this picture. There was also the picture I took sneakily while you were looking at cricket bats that you had to ship to your place before you left. It was taken in Churchgate opposite to Eros Theatre. Oh Churchgate! How much I miss you and my human! I press the arrow key and the picture that I took near the Gateway of India pops up. I remember explaining you the FromWhereIStand hashtag and your promise about capturing and sending such pictures when you go back. I still recieve those hideous feet pictures you click. Memories were getting to me. It was like quicksand so I try ending it. I take a quick glance at the pictures one last time and bid them a goodbye and I press Alt+F4. It's almost as if the air is sucked out of my lungs. Guilty pleasures. I didn't know why did I end up opening that particular folder today; after more than 11 damn months. I guess the yearning got the better of me this time.
I wasn't getting any sleep tonight. It was confirm.
I transferred the series from the pendrive. As I clicked the Eject pendrive option, I check the time and my eyes went to the date. It was your birthday. Damn it! That's why. God damn it and me! I wasn't mad at the time I wasted looking at the pictures and the insomnia I was going to suffer with tonight. I was mad because I forgot your birthday for the first time in 12 years. God damn me!

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