"Addiction is neither a disease nor a disorder. It is a passion towards something which is uncontrollable. It makes us thinks about that always. It makes us feel incomplete without that. Addiction has many side effects and the incompleteness without that makes us do unimaginable psychic things which would affect our family too. Our addiction makes our family suffer. We live in a virtual world with our addiction. Our eyes and ears only have ability to see and hear only the addiction. So, the word addiction scares the parents who consider it as a dangerous term. Today's generation have addiction towards many things like pubg,mobile phones, movie etc but my addiction was just her,Anuradha. My anu. The only meaning of my life.
I am addicted to each and every thing of her. the tendering eyes...The mesmerizing name..The glorified face...The cherry tasting red lips...The blossoming smile...The strawberry smelling long silky hair. She has become my brand of herion. I don't need a whiskey or a rum to get effect of drunkenness, only one stare of her is enough. Her scent is dangerous than the cancer causing drug.
I know her for only one month and I saw her only for two times in my life. Within that short time she had become my addiction. It's been 2 years now without her. My heart is now only beating with the memories I had with her in that one month."
Dev's life never been easy from losing his mother in his childhood to seeing his love of his life with his best friend. He kept the pen down and kept his private diary under the bed like he always do. He pulled a bourbon from his closet and started drinking like he does in last two years. The alcoholic effect got him back to January 1 2017,1.05 am.
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it was new year night. I was waiting for my best friend Manas after filling petrol in his bike. He took my freaking bike to pick his girlfriend with one condition to fix a meet up with longtime girlfriend. The whole world was getting prepared for a new year but I really don't care about it. all my new years are just ordinary years with my so called father and my gold digger step mom. I always hated women except my mother whom I miss in this very moment. my thoughts were distracted when I saw her first time but she was not alone. I saw her on my bike with her boyfriend Manas, my fucking best friend. She was in a crisp black crop top captioned "life sucks without you" which suits her body and a denin thick grey jean. She looked pretty in her outfit. Her face glowed with the foundation and the thick red lipstick she put on. I felt like tasting her flourishing red lipstick (but she was not mine ).I analyzed each and every actions of her by admiring her beauty (not in a bad way). I knew that she is my best friend's girlfriend but my heart doesn't consider it.
"dude meet anuradha, my girlfriend and anu meet dev my best friend forever" Said manas innocently without knowing the fact that I made a eye on his anu and his words were tearing me apart.
"Hi"..."hi" we said to each other and started a formal talk which revealed her details.
Anuradha was working as a senior investigative journalist in Q TV for 7yrs. Her family was settled in America. She came to Delhi for her passion towards the country. she was a 27 years old kerala based independent working women who stays in door No.F 24 brinda aprts, dwaraka,delhi. I just memorized her whole details. I knew that my best had a girlfriend but I didn't expect her to be so beautiful. I also got her mobile number even after knowing this would be a sin.
"So I guess you would be so bored with your software stuffs" anu joked with my profession
"May be...don't worry your boyfriend hates his job too" I hated calling manas as her boyfriend.
Suddenly manas got a call. It was from our office HOD he said. He wanted manas to be in the office in the next 10mins for some sudden video conference.
"dude I think I need to rush now otherwise that fucking HOD would screw me" he said looking at me and anu
"dude could please drop her in her apartments, I can only trust you for her safety" I saw my watch it was nearly 3.30 and I loved the way he trusted me for his girlfiend's safety.
"why not, sure " anu faked a smile towards manas and called him aside and talked. After few minutes manas left in his bike giving the key of my bike. Anu waved a bye and looked at me uncomfortably. She looked tensed,worried and literally scared like I'm a ghost. I took my bike key from my pocket and started the bike as silent as possible. She looked at me in a confused state and gathered courage to sit back of me. She gently sat in my bike which made my bike so special to me. I could estimate her weight,around 55kg. I waited for a few seconds to make her position in the bike comfortable. She could have understood my intention which made her give a nod and tenderly placed her moisturizing hand on my shoulder for balance. Her touch made me to shiver. I felt happy and on the other hand felt guilty for feeling happy. I twisted the pedal and my bike started to move with a roar. My 2016 model red royal Enfield made our ride smooth. Her house was hardly 20-25km away from here which takes a hour ride. The first and may be last ride with her which changed my so and called destiny.
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the sunlight hit on Dev's freaking face. he hardly slept last night under the influence of alcohol. In half sleep, he took his wrest watch from the table and tried hard to see the time. it showed 12.50. He rushed with his pants to downstairs only to see his paralyzed best friend was feeding by her.