The refrigerator felt as empty as me yesterday and begged me to go for some grocery shopping. Inside Spencer's, in the confectionery section, there on the shelves lay our memories arranged systematically in the same way how I would do it and you'd say I have OCD.
I found those Karachi bakery cookies which we once received from a guest from Hyderabad. We went searching for it everywhere in the market as well as online when the box was empty.
When we finally bought it, those were such love filled 14 days of togetherness. Just one cookie shared during each morning and evening beverage.
Do you remember the day you left early in the morning for work and I'd brought along half a cookie and a cup of your favourite expresso when I came?
So childish of me but you too simply ate it without even considering my gesture!
No romance during work but I loved it when you teased me like this, treating me equal even for a cookie!
Somehow you never pampered me, no showering with surprise gifts, no jaw-dropping dates yet I was so happy in your company.
These flashes appear just like the sudden rains of our city and then evaporate as soon as the temperature rises beyond the unbearable level.
In the morning, I made your favourite masala tea and had a cookie along with it.
This time going for one whole of it.
But after eating half from a piece the other half sort of choked in my throat with flashes of those moments when you first professed your love for me.
Do you remember the day you came to me all drenched in the rain and confessed you wanted to be with me no matter what, rest we'd figure out later?
What happened to the latter part?
Even now those words feel so true and strong that everyday I forgive your mistakes one by one, just not the last one.
I have given the other half to the birds chirping on the verandah and that's what I am going to do from now on, feed them the other half.
I'll keep your love alive, at least this much I can do for the bond we shared.
Auldrin
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