A conversation....may be..

"Yes! I understand Sameer.

But what you need to understand, is that she does not love you."

"I know, Dr. Shom. She does not. 

I have it clear in my head now.

I can’t make the same mistake again.

I know, when she told that she wants to sing me a lullaby by the sea shore,

She was just making a conversation. 

When she told me​,I was the only one with whom,

She wanted to travel to a faraway land, 

​A​lthough, many had proposed the same, earlier. 

It must had been a light-hearted comment!

I am the one who took it seriously.

She must had been a little high, tipsy as they say,

when she shared minutest details of her life​ with me​.

When she promptly said, she wanted to be that lone branch under me, 

​As I pointed at a picture and said that bird could be me........." 

 "Sameer! You are not listening to me.

She does not love you!

I have talked to her. 

Do you want to be called a stalker?"

"No. ​Definitely not. I know I can not follow her. 

I have never, actually and you know that. 

Don't you Dr. Shom?  

However it feels now that I did. 

And I am sorry for that. Truly sorry. 

Because I was not sure she did not love me, when she asked if I could love her dad!

She felt no one​ ever​ loved h​er Dad​, except her. 

She wanted to make up for....I d​ont know what!!

But she wanted me as a partner in loving her dad. 

I was not sure then that she did not love me!​

I was not sure that she did not love me,

When she said everyone leaves her like a rental flat,

​And this repeated so many times

That she was certain she was a nom de plume for a prostitute!​ 

She cried out loud!

And it seemed she needed an activist. A personal one for herself.

No...don't laugh! She indeed....

I was not sure she didn't love me,

When I caught her sipping from the straw I left in my soft drink bottle.

I was not sure when she wanted to see me one last time after every last time....."

"Mr. Sameer....."  

"Wait! You have said it already! 

I know what you would say again...

She does not love me.​ ​

I know. 

You have told me so!

She has told me so!

She said, she never did.  

I remember every word of it.

She said, she did not even consider me a man. Ever! 

I was this sexless, perhaps faceless person. 

I will always remain that

I truly don't know ​anymore ​if I know what's love!

And I promise I would not follow her,​

But will you hear me out if I say, 

I have felt loved more than ever, all those months she did not love me​

Will you Dr. Shom? 

And probably that's why I need you...."