MY FAUJI CALLED

“I hate you”, I do..She has been telling herself from last two days,he hasn’t called. what does he think of himself …think now he is a Capt., he would treat her like one of his javan .Her stupid curly hairs where troubling her, so with the back of her hand she kept pushing them back and her nose was red,and on the face was tears of waiting and of being in love. And she didn’t know when she got so tired of crying that she slept, still the tears lay placed on her eyelashes.

Linkin park music surrounded everywhere and a sweet smiling girl opened her eyes, she looked like a Barbie with pink cheeks and beautiful big eyes, solemnly she looked around, cloths were thrown carelessly around the room everywhere, and on a crimson table stood a picture frame of a man in olive green uniform, ,suddenly she realized that her mobile has been throwing a fit from last 1 hour and she wondered who would be calling at 4 in the morning, “hi baby”, happiness and fear started making her heart beat at enormous speed ,felt it would come out, “oh Nishant ,what happened ?,everything is fine, I tried your number sweet for continuous three hours ,look even my finger are hurting” and in Nishank ears the sound of priya’s giggling spread the sweetness and somehow it felt like home listening to her ,and he wished if he could be there sitting with her and listening to all her unharmed complaints, he hasn’t slept whole night ,has spend his whole night firing orders and sitting in 2 kilo jacket and 3 kilo heavy boots with his rifle hugging his wet body ,he was cold and hungry ,sitting in darkness not daring to switch on lights as he was on the target of enemy lines ,his life was being protected by other twelve javans ,who were being protected by him, time was valuable thing here, and he knew in his profession they were no room for mistakes ,he was frightened though, when he was a little boy ,his mom used to switch on lights ,so that he can sleep ,cause darkness has always scared him….but now he was a man and well 3 years of rigorous training has made him stubborn to hide the fact that he is still afraid of darkness, he wanted somebody to come and open these fucking lights “sweetheart are u there”, he realized he has been in pin drop silence from last two minutes, “yes I am ,sup I was just missing you ,what have you been up to darling”. she new something was wrong ,something was in his mind and she knew he needed her, “I have been thinking about you and wondering when you will be home, see its not fun to sleep alone and not hear your snoring ,what are u doing ?.The smile came on his face with all the memories which was so real still, how he used to sleep in her arms and how she never dared to move, in a fear to wake him up. “nothing baby, it has been a busy day and wanted to hear your voice, its dark here and I didn’t knew what to do, anyways why I have your letters reduced to 2 from 4 in two weeks?”, she love this guy ,how can he be so keenly interested in her silliest letters which are full of stupid jokes and female gossips, “I am sorry honey I am going to send u in regular intervals now ,and then she carried on telling him how she other day have arranged his wardrobe ,and she went on babbling ……

He was high in spirits now, had been laughing all along, she was a dope, she never tried saying intelligent stuff and he didn’t realize that it was 5.30 now ,morning came and sort out darkness, didn’t knew how with her time fly away ,before he was ready to tell her he had to go, she spoke “today will be a lovely day ,I love mornings, hope you are no more afraid of the darkness sweetie ,you can go now and sleep ,you have been up from last night, I love you”

Leaving him so shocked and loved that it was torturous yet soothing to know that she cared and that she was there to sooth him with his most toxic yet secretive feelings.

“When you love somebody you love their demons too..no matter how bad or childish they are “..