The fantasizer

Fate is such a badass FRENEMY which bonds people together but also repels them away….may be I belived that everything happens its happened for a reason but I never blamed fate for anything… but since some best things happened miraculously, I were left with nothing but to believe that fate bought us closer…. As soon as I moved far away there was not a time where I haven’t thought about lots of things to do, Showing  the streets, their culture, comparing and arguing about the new place, the new food, an open balcony to sip away daily drama with some freshly sliced apples or some milk, constant yelling yet with gentle caress, hitting the gym for some pumping up, after dinner walks, binging movies with vocal captions , learning new stuff, shopping at the mandis, trying out in malls, trekking at the hills of jammu ,  riding the roads of Ladakh in bikes and jackets , admiring the beauty of Shimla, late nights at golden temple and eating at Langar twice, clicking 1 out of 100 best photos, the ALL PERFECT PLANNING before hand, the one time train trip to katra, the eternal smiley face, tiresome tour around delhi, snowing at manali with tangy orange evenings at mussiore… lots and lots were dreamt..infact still dreaming every day and eagerly waiting for the day to arrive… But fate interfered.. even though Personal well being is more important.. may be the selfish to spend quality time…  this mind never stops thinking and including the presence and dreaming for the day to arrive.