Hitting Past

I was told to rest in my room so I went to sleep there, it was almost evening now. I lend back in the arms of my bed and open that diary to see what's in it. There I found that it's my diary. I turned over all the pages and then found that at the end of my diary there is written letters for me on every date of last few months and those dates are not too old but they are the dates started since I was in coma. The strange part which I found in all those letters is that at the end of every letter there is a name "With Love, Aarush".

I was surprised knowing that I'm the same girl that Aarush was in love with for so long years. Aarush's letters tell-

"The girl was playing on the beach side with a puppy and a child… throwing waters on her dry skin… she was so beautiful that I was paused for few minutes and found only her as a moving element… that was a day when she went out leaving her phone at our house and that was the first morning we had a fight which made her to walk alone till the beach point… Do you know who she is?"

And, I was thrown on my past. The most interesting part was that I know the answer of his question mark. That was me.

(Turned page)

"She was okay with doing the boyish thing like carpentry… she was made a dining table on the lawn side and decorated the house with new furniture. I was surprised when I was back to home and saw the house is no more the similar… you know that girl, right??"

(Turned page)

"The first little sweet conversation started on that white paper which was communicated through passing each other under the door gap… she was blushing while sitting on the other side of the door… we were just a door apart… you looked pretty while sleeping and on that night you grabbed me closer and we kissed for three seconds which you later assumed that it was a dream… do you remember that night?"

(Turned page)

"The luggage misplaced in the airport and got by me … that was the first time you didn't recognize me … remember?"

(She read every moment by turning each and every page)

The night turned to be the story of my past. I kept the diary on my side table and slept at 3 am.

The first thing I did in morning was to call Aarush but the number was switched off. I tried to reach him in every possible way but couldn't. And, now it's my time to travel as I'm recovering.

(After four months)

I'm still trying to call him but same response from the other side irritates with now. Then don't know what clicked inside my head that may be he left a clue for my in the diary. So I again opened the diary, checked every page carefully… I got few numbers… every page contain a number which is not in a sequence… and also the numbers are only mention on the same page where the letters are written. I took a rough piece of paper and a pen, patiently write the numbers. Those numbers seem to be somebody's mobile number, but it was not his. I anyhow dialed the number but nobody picks it up. I tried again and this time, somebody picks up, but no one answered, so called "Aarush!!" and said, "Is it you?" after a pause, the call gets disconnected.

"Oh, is it a wrong number or pretending to be wrong one!!" I thought. Anyway, now I decided to forget him but I know that's next to impossible. But, it's easy to drop his thoughts if I travel. So I have to travel to cleared the blurred memories, I talked with my mom and then at no minutes wasting she got agree to it. Now I was excited to choose the place to travel. So after dreaming for two three days, I decided that I'll travel to New York, as my incomplete journey, or should I visit to UK with the start of new journey in search of that love of Aarush, I continuously started thinking hard. By the time, mom entered my room and said, "Have you decided anything or still dreaming before going?" and I said that I was still confused with my journey, and then she cleared my doubt within no second, she said, "We'll land at UK after next four months to visit my friend's house, and it's mandatory that you'll also go with us… so you may visit your first solo place just to start again, but, this time, make sure you take care by yourself. I'll talk with your aunt Mrs. Priya Joseph for your help…"

(Mom's calling Aunt)

"Hello Mrs. Joseph, this Dr. Avantika here, how have you been?"

"I'm good, but still can't complain!!"

"Well, where are you staying nowadays? A vacation and all or working at your home these days?"

"Oh, nothing much, seems like you need a help!! Anything serious?"

"No, No, just need a small help from you to guide my daughter!!"

"Oh, your daughter, how's she now? Does she doing?"

"Yeah, she's completely fine now and for god's sake she recovered her disease!!"

"Well that's great news, may god bless you always!! Then, now, I can guess that she wants to visit my place…!"

(Both laughing)

"Oh yeah, you know her right!! She was wants to travel New York again so I really want you to guide her in that place, I hope you don't mind!!"

"Why would I mind? But, the fact is I'm not staying at New York right now. As you know naa, my husband has joined new business, so he travels the world for his work and now we hanged up at Spain since two months… why don't you call your daughter to come here, even I have no friends here so it would be great to hang out with young girl."

"Let me ask her…" and I started nodded as if I knew what they were planning. And then mom said, "Aunt wants you to visit Spain instead of New York… are you okay?" and I still continued with nodding and then thought maybe I should travel the Spain now then later I may travel to the first place of my life, "New York" and then the planned was checked and I was heading to Spain in next couple of days…

I started packing my bag and kept the most important things and also my favorite utensils. I kept the diary in the front chain of my bag and clothes and other materials in the main chain and then I decided what to wear. I went close to my dressing table and I hold a bracelet which is my favorite and don't know since when I used to wear on my every special occasions. Then, watching close to my bracelet I found, "A transmitter" "Over Here!!".