"mei bhi yahaan, har roz har baat me, sunti ho tumko.."

she missed his presence.. his lingering presence.. even in his omnipresence..something as if he was screaming "who's got my back", and yet she wasnt able to find him..
she missed his sight..
his sound..
his sighs..
his smiles..
his winks..
his jibes..
his "pulls".. 
his talks..
his "brags"..
his ego..
his "falls".. 
his laughs..
his jokes..
his facts..
his arguments.. 
his plain disgusts..
his "tea"..
his "songs"..
his talks..
his subtle leans..
his quick stares..
his walks..
his waves..
his hi5's..

she missed his PRESENCE.. she missed his EXISTENCE.. she missed his "BEING THERE".. she missed HIM.