Hunt for the Answer

Walking on the pavement of road, realised that I forgot to say her the last goodbye
 after our terminal exams got over. I felt students on my way were staring at me.

  The reason was of course me,as I was running so fast in the my college campus
 that i was breathing heavily after reaching library.

 I saw her descending down the stairs in the library,She got tensed as she saw me gasping and asked  "kya huaaa".

  I couldn't utter a single word. Suddenly
gifted her the envelope of my affection in the form of unexpected hug at the stairs 
and as usual my eyes started bleeding in the form of tears and yes, no clotting...
She understood every emotion going in my mind that time.....take care,see you ...miss you...exchanged these lusty words and took the final departure from her.. 

In the midst of heading back to the room,I was only thinking ..."is this love or fear of losing", I was so engaged in my 
thoughts that i couldn't feel those stinky crowd in the bus.....

 I reached the room and went for a quick bath session before heading back to the airport. Got reminded that I had missed the web check in,hence got Aisle seat...

  Without further ado after entering the flight,i wore the eye mask to avoid the scenario in the plane. After sometime ,all the previous memories of ex-girlfriend started striking my head ,how much we used to share our blah blah during higher secondary period that too without lust.... Those silly hours of gossips which we used to keep ourselves busy still carry a source of my existence nowadays and for a simple fight, she left the world.....kya ye yahi tak tha!!? .......

All those moments are being repeated by us nowadays...Her, not picking call prank scares more than a heart attack..

 I still don't understand why I exploit the shower to hide my tears in these situations.... Suddenly my heart pumped fast and as usual my mind said take your time and answer 
me "is this love or fear of losing"...

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