The conversation he never had... (2)

The phone blinked for the 6th time now. I picked it up.
"What's wrong with you ?" - said the concerned voice on the other end.
"Nothing, I was busy" - I protested.
I have been trying hard not to think about her for a few months now.
"I know you very well. What is that's bothering you ?" - she enquired.
"Nothing" - trying my best to act as aloof as possible.
"Fine, be murky. What are you doing on April 15th ?"
"I don't know. I don't plan my day 6 months in advance."
"I'm getting married !....
Hello ?
No comments ?
Are you there ?"

I was there. But I was unable to think or speak, for that matter.
"Helllloooo ?"
"Yes, It's good. I mean Congrats, great news" - and I kept the phone down.

I couldn't speak anything sensible. I couldn't even comprehend what was happening.
She called again. And again.
I am incapable of handling situations like this. I'm always at a loss of words.
She was my friend.
I was supposed to be happy. For her.
But I was sad. Was it because she was more than a friend ?
How could I be happy knowing she could never be mine ?

तुम

बिछ्रने का वो गम,

जुदाई का वो दर्द,

क्या यह सिर्फ एक एहसास है,

या फिर प्यार का इज़हार है...

तुम नहीं होते तो ऐसा होता,

तुम नहीं होते तो वैसा होता,

ज़िन्दगी जो है यह मेरी, ना जाने,

तुम्हारे बिना कैसे पूरा होता...

मुलाकात हुई है हमारी जबसे,

बेचैनी सी है दिल में तबसे,

किसी रोज़ सोचा न था ऐसे,

बेक़रार रहूँगा मिलने के लिए तुमसे |

Miles to go...

Eyes with dreams,

Heart with hope,

I pack my bags,

And walk the road.

Struggle is long,

Night is on,

I walk alone,

And sing the song.

Nights to go,

Days to conquer,

Among the free spirits,

And here I wander.

The day will come,
And the rain will go,
Stay with me, Oh lovely,
We have miles to go...