Dusting off the invisible specks of dust from her dress she picked up a scarlet lipstick from her makeup box and then scribbled a message on a tissue "Meet me at the terrace and handed over to the waitress standing beside her.Waitress was about to leave when she stopped her and said "Just tell him that I won't take his much time,Just few answers and i'll be done".Shaking the depression away she stood by that huge window where she is getting the clear view of the ocean.Breathing the stillness and the rage erupting from the waves she sighed and whispered to herself "Wafaa jahangir you were a fool and will always be one".
"Wafaa jahangir" She told the waitress asking for her reserved table on the terrace.Looking one last time at her peaceful surroundings she moved towards her table and sat down while fiddling with the table cloth.Wiping the tears off she started her old method of controlling her nervousness and anxiety -Backward alphabet counting.It was her amma's way of controlling pain and tears whenever her dad went into an argument with her.Like mother like daughter,' Smiling to herself she went into the memory lane where she was alive with her head on her mother's lap -The time when she used to sleep peacefully without the migrane and sweaty nightmares.
Waking up from her sudden thoughts she finally came face to face with the man she once loved madly,The one who claimed to never leave her.The one who claimed to love her like a true lover who will leave her only when death says hello or maybe she was little mad to fall into his trap of true love or wafaa jahangir was meant to be at the recieving end of Sadness.Now she feels she deserve it maybe she must have done something severe that she is suffering till now or she will suffer for the whole life.Afterall wafaa jahangir was meant to suffer.
"How are you wafaa" He asked with serious guilt in his beautiful eyes.The ones wafaa fell in love with,The one that never lied,The one that left her even on seeing the agony they left her with.
"How am I??I never doubted your intelligence but today i doubt it honestly and you know why??She asked with pool of tears and tiny smirk on her coloured lips -"You are asking a dead body of how the dead body is feeling after being murdered.!! "I am fine.Look at me I am a succesful writer with so many readers desperately waiting for my words.Damnnnn you know what they'll never know those words i write is what real wafaa jahangir is.They believe in fiction but they'll never know i serve them a platter of reality dressed up in fiction.A bit of smiles and loads of tears as a bonus.
Standing there awkwardly his lips turned into a sad smile remembering the last time he left her.He loved her the most.His heart still breathes, still lives for her wafaa jahangir.She will always be his but in his dreams.He gifted her pain when she gifted him her happiness.He was not selfish but a loyal son.The biggest sin he had committed was "Leaving the only girl he loves till now and maybe he'll love her till his last breath."Turning around and looking at her for the last time -He will carry these memories with him for his whole life.Without saying anything he left her -Again.
"I will always be incomplete without you Wafaa -My wafaa"