F1 me Lord!

Everybody’s gone to the wedding, valima that is of our relatives. But, i just didn’t feel like going so stayed back  home. I needed to talk to someone, i needed someone to tell me thats it was going to be alright, that every cloud has a silver lining and all that shit, i needed to talk to someone, to tell them how i feel, some advice or something. With mobile lying on the table next to me i wrote a msg, till then everything was going smoothly, i wrote what i wanted to write, the way i wanted to, it was then it hit me when after writing all that it asked for the recipients number. Now that was a problem, a helluva problem i must say as there was not a single person whom i trusted enough or who could be the recipent for any other reason,in my phonebook. I felt like crying as i desperately needed a pep talk kinda something. As i was deeply depressed and  utterly perplexed, my cell rang, it was my dad. He was at the wedding, he asked me why i didn’t come, here’s how it was:

Dad: Minmany (he calls me with this name when he’s in a good mood :)) where are you?

Me: I’m at home dad. ( trying my very best not to cry)

Dad: well then why you come to the wedding haan?

Me: aaa actually i just didn’t feel like going so ya know.

Dad: Nai be honest, what’s wrong? did you have a fight with Mohammad or something?

Me: No, no dad, not at all. (lier)

Dad: are you sure? then why didn’t you come haan? you should have come.

Me: yeah well, i don’t know.

And then some guy was calling him from behind, so he said okay take care. Talking to him actually helped, i don’t know how, it sounds crazy but it was all that i needed that time, its freaky but it worked and now my brain is functioning more on the constructive channels than the destructive ones. I’m actually feeling much relieved right now, hope things go well this time.

Btw, that msg is still lying in drafts folder of my cell.