Thursday, June 4, 2009

"cure brings my death"

So I saw her at the airport after a few years of my "not meant to be" end.

She was with him,the one for whom she left me.

So there were three people related to each other like strangers.
No way to avoid as our flight was the same at least at this time.
I said,hi to them and wanted to leave,
He stopped me and said,"don't leave,she had told me all about you. "
"Nice to meet you."

I said,"nice to meet you both. "

Then he said,"I am a cardiologist, still I cannot cure matter of hearts"
I said,"I am a writer and cure brings my death."

6 comments:

Zeeshan Sattar said...

Oh MY God,,, this is superb. I m speechless really.....

NAMELESS FAMELESS said...

well Daanish .. after reading this piece..i laughed at first .. then saw how painful that laughter was ..

excellent

VJ Sophie said...

Nice!

Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.

Lubna said...

Awww !! Such a painful thing .....

M. Umer Toor said...

"I am a writer and cure brings my death."

"I am a writer and cure brings my death."

I just want to keep repeating it. People will, if they understand.

Daanish said...

Zeeshan Sattar,speak up don't be speechless.......I know you are very talented :)

Nameless Fameless,you got the point,excellent :)

VJ Sophie,nicely said,your words show wisdom :)

Lubna,awwwwwwwww,it hurts.:(

Umer Toor,keep the mantra,and you will be amongst 'Newyork times best seller' writers :)