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Ooty! i miss you!

Death...and all his friends!

                I finally realized!...Death is in love with me....he asked me to go along with him but i obstinately refused. Since he loves me so much, he probably doesn't want to take me against my will and has let me live for a while. But Death...as crafty as he is, has sent his friends to keep an eye on me. Death's friends have taken their duty very seriously and have decided to be constantly around me no matter what.....some times loving me unconditionally...some times protecting me from harm....but most of the times making my life a living hell. These friends of his keep tabs on me. Where i go...what i do...am i happy?...am i sad?....they know everything.

             Yes! Death loves me! that must be the only reason why he has gone through the trouble of befriending all of my near and dear friends, my parents, my cousins and even my neighbour's dog! 

                   Now i see it!! now i see Death's diabolical plan. Now i know why he has sent these new friends of his to me........ Its because he knows.... that after being with them i'll go running to him saying "Death!!  Please take me with you! you are so much better than your friends!"

Dear you.......

            I saw you again. You were standing in the remote corner of the room, holding a glass of wine in your left hand. Your tall frame, dressed in black, attracting admiring glances from the women in the party. Ignoring them, you stood alone, aloof from the crowd that was partying and dancing to "burning love"....aloof....but those sharp eyes of yours taking in every detail. You have changed a little bit...and not changed at all. You still have that air of power around you that does not let you go unnoticed even in the most crowded of all places. From this far a distance, I could see your handsome face show a flicker of disinterest when someone walked up to you to start a conversation. That is so you. Yet you talk to them as if they were the only people in the room. Of course, they must not have noticed your disinterest in them. You mask it well. But i can see right through you. I always have.

           You kept glancing at my direction. Did you know I was standing there all along? I was hoping I had myself hidden well, in the crowd and the dim lights. I froze when i saw you walk towards me. So much for my grand plan of hiding in the dark. As you grew closer, I knew I had to leave. Leave this cursed party. Leave before i see you upclose. Leave before those memories start flowing in. Leave before I'm overwhelmed by remorse. Leave, before the reality hits me....that you are probably better off without me by your side.