Unsent Emails

 It’s been long time since they started chatting... They laughed... Cried... They dreamed... smiled together over the months... There was something between them which was so irresistible... they used to chat for hours in one stretch... Without worrying about anything... they exchanged lots of mails... shared lots of things... but after a while that magic started fading away... just like that... She thought he is busy... he thought she is... now they used to write short mails... to the point mails.. Just asking how’s one doing and so.. 



But that change was hard on girl... she started feeling suffocated... it was tough for her to shut her feelings out and speak normally... her head starts paining as soon as she sees him online... she always look for excuse to run away.. She feels so disconnected and that's what bothering her... There was a time when they used to share small small things... she even used to know... how much money left in his wallet or how much he spent on dinner that night.. She knew everything... when he has to pay bills... when she have to remind him to do that...  slowly they almost stopped chatting.. He was busy in studies... And she got busy in her work... 

But one thing she never changed... she kept talking/writing to him everyday... all small small details of her day to day life... which she wanted to share with him.. Her hidden desires and dearest dreams... But never pressed send... all were carefully saved in her inbox... 

After months... one fine day she came to know that he is getting married... they talked for hours that day.. As they used to talk before... and he said... "do keep writing to me.. mmm.. sometimes.." I do everyday.. She replied.. What..? And she smiled.. Nothing... Sure I'll.. all night she tossed in bed left to right thinking what to do.. Finally..
Next morning she sent a mail to him telling her password to keep it as a gift from her.. And waited for a response.. But may be he was busy in the excitement of upcoming life... so he didn't even tried to open that box.. After a little wait she moved on with life... 

Months later that one summer eve... Something reminded him of her... and then he remembered that mail... searched his inbox... and logged in to that mailbox... 
He was surprised to see zero mails in inbox, but then looked at drafts.. 789... he opened it and looked with astonishment at all those mails... which were addressed to his ID... 
One by one he started reading them.. They were not mere mails... Those were heartbeats entwined with words... Embedded with beautiful pics...  each and every word was chosen carefully... each line was filled with worlds purest emotions... every letter was a mirror of her love and longing.. 
Tears blocked his way as he kept reading... he didn't even realized when it got dark and when dawn came... Sitting there for more than 24 hours... still there was so much left to read... his heart ached with pain... was so difficult to believe that someone can love him so much.. For the very first time he cursed himself for not listening to her attentively... 
Next morning she saw a mail in her inbox... and her heart skipped a beat... with shaking fingers she clicked it...

.."Wish I would have opened it before...” 
Love.. 

She felt the pain behind those few words... Tears welled in her eyes as she smiled... finally those unsent mails... those love letters... in which she poured her heart out... reached their destination... So what if it's little late... at least someone knows now how much he was loved... 

And pressed delete... coz she knew it was too late.. Just too late now... 


Song of the moment: 

Kisi se tum pyaar karo.. to phir izhaar karo.. kahi na phir derr ho jaye...