MD and I have a tendency to fight a lot.. We had a bad fight two days ago, and after such a bad argument, a break of one or two days is taken, were in phone calls are prohibited. This is the time we take for ourselves to get back to our senses.. Yesterday was that break day..

              It was a lazy sunday..and i was taking a long nap. A phone call woke me up, and it was MD calling.. I was surprised, thinking why is he calling now?? Sleepily i picked up, said "hello??"  He got that i was sleeping and asked me to call back when i was awake.. When i woke up, I had a very bad feeling, my stomach was paining a lot, had difficulty breathing, and it felt like someone had a tied me strongly around my waist.. It was a very uncomfortable feeling.. Still I had to call MD, so I called him up.. He picked up. Me still angry from last night"s ordeal, shouted, I am not feeling well, kya kaam hai?.. He answered calmly, do u have 5 min? I thought, here comes a long sorry speech, and was in no mood to hear that but said OK..  He just said, Listen.. And I heard some music. I was wondering what was it.. Then it struck me that he was playing, playing his keyboard, in his hostel room..   Surprise, surprise.. Then I listened to the tune he was playing.. It was a song we both liked a lot, "Pehla nasha"..He was playing so beautifully, and I was hearing him play for the first time.. Every emotion took a back step, my anger, my uneasiness, my pain..all I was hearing was him

             The same night..when I was again feeling unwell, how easily he made me go to sleep, me in his arms..caressing me to sleep. And all this while he is thousands of miles away..