It was a nice Sunday morning. As usual I was in my room, planning what to do the entire day. I reached out for my book when I got a notification. I was shocked and surprised to see the message. It was from HIM. I couldn't believe my eyes. I felt as if it was a dream. I rubbed my eyes twice, pinched myself and my world seemed to turn upside down when I realized it was the reality. My head was spinning, mouth went dry and my stomach did summersaults. Somehow, I opened the chat. “Hey, Do you remember me??" was what he sent. What should I say, I was literally blank. But still I typed, "Yes, I do''. And this is how our new journey began. Funny saying this, but that day we texted each other like for 5-6 hours straight (With straight, I literally mean without any break). 

Now the texts were neither short nor to the point. We only talked nonsense or can say more of sharing things with each other. Obviously, the first few days went by knowing more about each other. One GOOD MORNING would make my entire day. The best part about these conversations were that he would ask me everyday, “So, how was your day” or “How are you”? And these would simply make me smile like an idiot. I don't know what it was but whatever it was he was like a close friend to me. Someone whom I can approach at any point of time, who would listen to me without any complaints (no matter how much nonsense I said). And this was the first thing I found different in him. Nowadays, people don't have time to listen to each other. No one knows about the internal pain their relatives, friends or family members are going through. But he was DIFFERENT.

I remember a day when we were awake till 3 a.m. texting each other, God knows what. Things were fine but one day he stopped texting. I waited for a long long time. The entire day, the day after that, and after and after……..but there was nothing and that was the day I realized that I had some type of strange feelings for him. As if my day is not worth it without his message. It was difficult getting up each day in the hope that he will message. I was so angry. But I just let that slip. And after like 2-3 months I received his message again. I was so so so angry that had he been in front of me, I would have literally punched his face. But as usual he knows how to persuade me. Soooooooo, EMOTIONAL BLACKMAIL worked. And we started yet AGAIN.