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Phone rings…
Boy: Hello.
Girl: Silence.
Boy: Hello (with a sharp voice).
Girl: Silence (thinking she may lose herself in his voice forgetting all about the rest of the world whirling around her).
Boy: Hello!! (This time a bit furious and feeling disturbed in the middle of the night due to the time difference between two continents).
Girl: Ends the call (with a heart beating more and more every passing time).

Looking back into past, calculating the balance of pain and happiness he gave her till now…pain gets heavier. Is she able to see this fact? Love is blinding her eyes right now. She feels the bitter taste of experience in her but at the same time she knows she can forget everything else that happened to her till now because he is the best thing in her life (or she believes in fairy tales).

Phone rings (again).
Boy: Hello.
Girl: Hi, it’s me.
Boy: Hey.
Girl: Sorry, it was me last time calling you by mistake; my cell was in my pocket and…(before she completes her sentence…)
Boy: it is ok.
Girl: hmm ok. Take care then. Bye.
Boy: Yea, bye.

Now she feels ashamed of herself as she lied to him and also let him lie to herself for so long. What he has till now, what he feels, what he expresses, or what he tries to render till now was not love! No matter how much she wants it to be so!
With a sudden rush in her blood flow due to anger of all those years, and feeling like challenging a liar against her true love,

Phone rings (once more).
Boy: Yea.
Girl: It’s me again.
Boy: Hmm.
Girl: I lied to you. I missed you; I wanted to hear your voice; that’s why I called you.
Boy: Smiles. (may be feeling pampered without knowing that these simple but honest words win the battle). You can call me any time (he continues).
Girl: But you sound as if you don’t want to talk to me (she is braver with her words now).
Boy: There is nothing like that, why do you always think negative? Nothing like that. You can call me any time you want.
Girl: Silence. (Thinks for a second…”I WANT, WHAT ABOUT YOU?”…She doesn’t express herself this time because she comes to know the person across the line is not the same person she fell for 3 years ago).
Boy: So what’s up, how are you?
Girl: I am under tension.
Boy: Why, What happened?
Girl: Silence. (What happened? She tries to be calm, consoles herself… don’t bother, don’t worry, don’t cry).
Boy: Why? (Asks again).
Girl: Because of you. I cannot forget you. (She brandishes her sword once more against him in this war of love).
Boy: Silence for a moment and comes the killing sentence. I don’t know what to say!

She can hardly say “ok”….trying to hide her tears but her cracked voice let him get that idea.

Boy: Please don’t cry.
Girl: Ok, I’ll call you later (she lies as she will never call him back again).
Boy: Ok, bye. (He doesn’t try to stop the girl to bury herself under agony as he always chooses to run away when the true emotions come to surface).

With a mixture of all kind of feelings stirring inside, and seeing her past with him like a film strip, she turns her face across the cold blowing wind to regain her conscious and to come to her senses. While he was previously loading her with his excessive amount of love, what changed now? She knows she will never be able to find the answer. She whispers to herself tasting the salty tear on her lower lip “Sometimes conditions take you to wherever you are now and this is called life”.

She looks at the phone screen for the last time.

Call ended!