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Ye kaisa mazaak hai  tujhse tutke judne ke liye musalsal zakhm bharne ke liye, tere paas aane ka hisaab hai? Rukh quadrat ka mudh gaya  chand ka noor ba-dastoor mulayam thodi zyada dhoop, tujhse dur jana tha par main tujh hi se judh gaya. Tere ishq mien shayad mera naam kahin kho gaya zindagi ka ye modh toh dekh  tu meri taraf chalta raha, aur mai tere intezaar mien baithe baithe so gaya. Par ay Ghalib mujhe samjha  ki tera kaisa ye mazaak hai tujhse kayi dafa toot ke,  tere hi paas laut aane ka hisaab hai? ____ Until next time, Love, always S  

We had been driving for endless hours now. It was Pip's idea, the night travel. Apparently the sunrise looks amazing from this place. It seemed funny because when has a sunrise looked otherwise, anywhere? I have personally never met a sunrise that did not take my breath away. I think Pip wanted to get his way because he wanted smoke his weed. It's easier during dark. As for me, I don't mind traveling during night. I can get my sleep and when it's time for the good view, I'm awake.  It's almost sunrise now, the light's started to show. We saw the dark blues turn to purple after which it broke into the typical orange kissing dawn goodbye. The stream along which we are driving is as clear as the sky. I can hear the horn of the water dam nearby like a war cry. We're four people in the car; Pip, Viv, Kenny and me, telling the story. Yours sincerely is affectionately called Ren sometimes. It's short for my name which you don't need to know right now.  ...

Do you like the woods? I do too. Do you like getting lost inside the woods? I do too. I went out barefoot near sunrise towards the forest right outside my house. As kids, we'd come here for summers with our grandparents and spend endless lazy afternoons by the lake soaking in sunshine. I turned around to take a quick look at the house. To reassure me that I had a home to come back to, what I must start looking for if I got lost.  The house was as old as time. Big windows peeping out of the moss that covered the thick stone walls leaving patches only for bougainvillea that teased the green once in a while. The glass was a little hazy, so you know even sunlight that came through was very very golden. It was all really magical somehow. I'd tell you more about what it looked like inside the house but that's not important right now.  So I had this airy white shirt on and I wore my perfume. I just walked towards the woods. It might sound scary but all my childhood summers I had...