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Safar

Again, I was in my favourite place, the window seat. I was travelling to a place that required a 9 hour train journey. Here I was, in this oven. It was 1:30 pm. I faced the heat for 3-4 hours and then the temperature dropped. I opened the glass window that I had closed earlier. I look out of the window and make a mental note to watch the sunset. I lean on the window pane, dig up my earphones from my backpack to watch The Big Bang Theory. After watching 11 videos back to back, I fell asleep. Ended up waking when the people around me started to make noise aka talk. Turns out, I woke up exactly in time to catch the sun setting. It was already 6 hours in my journey.I was miles away and the landscapes were getting better mile by mile.

I ended up clicking a lot of pictures. Then came the best time, the sunset which made me miss the living hell out you. I wish we'll be able to witness one such sunset one day. Just one. I want so much more than one sunset but I'm willing to settle for one, if things didn't work out. There were changes in me that even I wasn't aware of. It took me quite sometime to realise that. One such example was my music choices. I turned towards Hindi songs. And that's huge for I'm not a Hindi song person. I matured a little more. I learned to let people go. I let you go. But, there were loopholes. I know something somewhere wasn't right. So, yes despite of letting you go, I haven't let you go. I diverted my mind and ended up focusing on the sunset for once. I say that because these days I don't watch sunsets or the skies. I don't do things that I loved to do. Now, I genuinely feel how much I have changed. For one solid hour, my face was stuck to the window bars, enjoying the sunset. I ended up gazing the stars till the wind made my eyes shut. It was finally dark but some part of me still longed for you to be here. The longing was really hard to overcome so I gave in as always. I looked out of the window and spotted a few lights which reminded me of the lights I had seen in Shimla. It was such a sight. I make a promise to myself to visit the mountains once again soon. I play the song Safar, close my eyes and give in to my dreams.

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