void.

so then.. if it werent for taking my time i would have told. but lets not talk about that.
i had a dream about ayesha. i dreamed that we are sitting in my old school.. and i am confused at her being there.. and she looks at me in a very very ayesha way .. and says 'tumhein wakai mein laga tha ke mein chali gai houn.. tum wakai bewakoof ho bohat' and i asked her if she had been on a vacation up north or anything.. trying to figure out how she tricked me.. thinking of the months she hasnt been here.. and thinking she must have hidden out somewhere.. and we start walking around.. a few other friends join us.. but none i can place.. and she is looking at me that way through out.. which says: 'you really are dumb for thinking i really left.'

i havent called aunty since days.. see this is what i do.. i abandon people, they cant help but abanden me..

why do you cry then?

i miss her. i miss her in a way a life misses life. i miss her not being here, the void she has left in so many peoples lives forever. the void that she has left in this world, this existance.

misplaced.

my baby is asleep..