It was December. Month of chilled winter. So cold wind it can freeze our body. So much frost outside. Everything below 25°C. The atmosphere we blame to be unfit for roaming outside was this...this month..Month Of December.

And....I left my house around 10 in this month of December. Late night. I was in a bad mood...a very bad mood. Few hours ago my current boyfriend had called me only to announce he wanted to move on! He just dialed my no. And waited for me to receive. As soon as I received his call he even before me telling him hi or hello blasted the bomb and went out of our relationship. For next three hours, I was so shocked that I couldn't even muster enough courage to call back and ask him why the hell he ,a fucker, just rubbed it on my face that we couldn't make it till the end. How? I mean how I was supposed to do that. I never knew. I so badly wanted to cry but nothing came out of my eyes. not even a single drop of water. It was stressing me. I couldn't decide whether to consider myself rejected or cheated or left over. What just happened to me? He was my boyfriend for three years. We fucking celebrated our third anniversary last month. And now...he told me to move on!!!! I was burning inside. I wasted my three years because I thought I was in love or I was made fool to consider myself in love. Nothing resolved my problems. I wasnt trying to call me and I wasn't weeping either. It was strange though. We sailed past three years and now when he had announced he was kind of bored of me, i just let him go. I......I was confused, agitated, remorsed, angry, sad, anything but happy.

Cherry on top.....I was alone.

Parents had gone Shimla two days before. And younger sister had just moved in with her boyfriend. For me it was just I to hold onto, to cry on one's shoulder, to grab someone and tell him/her my break up story. All I had was I.....

For next two hours I ate whatever I could. I opened cups and threw labels here and there. I ate tubs of ice creams but nothing cooled my temperature. I ate three medium size pizzas. Two chhole bhature plates, and litres of coffee. Never thought how I was going to manage without online food delivery services. Thanks men! I really owe you guys.

When you'd a bad day, night is not something different.

Around 8 mechanic called me to take my car from his shop which i had left there yesterday. I had dropped my asshole boyfriend yesterday night. If I knew he were gonna break up wih me today, I'd have never given him lift at first place. Jackass!!!!

I couldn't decide whether to go and pick my car or just lie on floor midst cups, mugs, tubs, plates and all garbage I had managed to create and spread over while floor. Damn! I need to clean it because it kind of mad my mood worse. So.....not even wanting to do the chore i had to clean that shit up. And finally after two hours of hard work I decided to go and pick up my car.

So around 10 I was going to bring my car back from mechanic's.

Thanks to cabs I safely got my car. But as soon as I spotted a handkerchief in dashboard, I was outraged. That piece of shit dared to leave his things around when he wanted to move on. How dare he! I turned my car to his area. Let the bastard have his shit thrown up to his face!

But.......

I had never done what I planned.

Midst of my way I stopped my car....And....parked it near beach. It was better to dump his shit than face him and punch him and go to jail and call my parents to bail me out. Wasn it?

So....here Am I! Standing close to shore...feeling waves on my feet and thinking what could go wrong that he dumbass planned to move on...without me?

Wind was as usual cool but my temperature was not at all cool. It was suffocating me. I wanted to know why he moved on! Why the hell I was left without answers? Why on the earth he decided to pull his shit out of my life? Why? Why?

I came out of my thoughts when i spotted someone else at a distance. He was a male human. And the way he was shaking his body, I was sure he was weeping bitterly.

Gross!

I didnt shed a single tear when my fucking boyfriend...sorry ex boyfriend just threw me out of his life. And he....the mighty male human was crying!

Humanity woke up inside me. And I went o that guy. For a second I thought It was the worst decision....because I didnt know that guy. I didnt do this before. Meeting strangers? No. I never consoled someone. Whenever someone wept I was waiting for her to come out of her grief and get over with it. I could not decide what were appropriate words. What'd I say to her? I didnt know. But when I have come face to face to a stranger, I needed something to say...something to tell him....something to encourage him....and I dint know what that something was.

Gathering courage I tapped his shoulder. He was taken aback after seeing me. It was perhaps surprise for him because he'd have thought himself alone on that sea shore. Why'd he decide to cry in night on a beach where minimal people visited? Sorry stranger! I have ruined your solitude.

He stared at me and then he wiped his tears. When he wiped clean his face, I was in alternative universe. This face! God! No....Angels! No....Super God! I have never seen someone so handsome!!!!

Never....

I stared at him....and he....the crybaby was uneasy under my gaze. If there was a way possible he could have called cops because I was literally undressing him with my gaze. It was not like I was doing it. It was intensity of my gaze. I didnt blink for once. Who to blame! He was super handsome. Those eyes.....So much talkative. That straight nose....high enough to touch my cheek bones...those bit shady lips....I was sure he muttered something under his breath....and not to forget my favourite part of male body....his neck. It was smooth...

'Uhuhhuu..' he coughed. But I as a roadside pervert smiled.

He gave me the expressions I used to give my relatives whenever they planned my wedding. Meaning- shitty expressions! Translation- Get the hell out of my sight.

But....I never budged. However I composed myself. I shifted my gaze. Though it was hard to do but I made my eyes to shift their focus. He released his breath which he was holding god knows for how long! Was I scaring him? Gosh! This was the worst day. No offence.

Then I remembered something. I was here to ask why he was crying.....not to eyerape him. So....I while stammering asked him.

'Umm...Why..why were you crying earlier?'

He was again taken aback. Honestly....I never saw someone this much lousy. I mean...he was like a pigeon. Anyone can scare him. About my question he gave no reply. He kept mum. I asked again ...but with more confidence.

'You're crying earlier. Why were you weeping?'

'If you dont want to tell, atleast deny. Just speak up. I need an answer. You're crying for what'

He for first time looked straight into my eyes. And....I was able to read his eyes.....those black thick lashed eyes.

'My grandmother passed away.'

'Ohh...so sorry. Do you...do you want to cry more?' He looked up and at once I realised my mistake. 'No no....I mean..if you want..you can. Its just.. I mean if you want, you can accompany me. I was going to have dhaba tea nearby. They sell magnificent tea. You'll feel better.' I with hope in my heart kind of asked him out. At the same time I wanted to see him smile which was never going to happen if he continued to stand here and cry.

Bullshit! I was not the one to do the honour first.

Well, he turned his face and looked up at sky. I knew the moment My proposal was denied hence I decided to make my way back.

'I dont drink tea. But...water can be fine.' He for my astonishment told me.

I a bit happy, sorry happier now took him to my car. He opened passenger seat and I was on driver seat.

He was silent when i started engine.

And I decided not to bother him again....

Within ten minutes we were on said place. The tea seller was about to shut his dhaba when we reached. So all we got was one cup tea and two Bisleries.

'There is no place to sit. Would you like my Chinky' bonnet?'

He almost stumbled hearing me and I wanted to laugh.

'Chinky is my Maruti 800. Dad was against me driving a car so I saved money which was enough to buy only a maruti 800. Moreover It was second hand. But Its my first ever car. So...I love her so much hence named her...chinky. i even named my Bicycle. She is Venus. I named my laptop too which I had won in a bet. I call it Jackie chan. And my pet...I named my pet dog baburao.'

'What!' He was surprisingly amused. 'Baburao? Wo bhi kutte ka nam?'

'Kyu? Any probpem? Dont you have pets and name them?'

'No. I once tried to pet an ant......but it stung me.'

'Ant is so tiny. Wo tumko samjhegi nahi na...start with dogs or cats.'

'You have cats?'

'Yes. Three of them. Ek ka nam he...Bijali, waki do tom cat he. Unko me lallu aur kallu bulati hu.'

And thats it. He laughed so hard.......I was sure I spotted tears in his eyes. He almost fell down.

'Your crazy. I never named anything or had a pet. All I had in my life was my granny. Yes, I have parents....but they are abroad. Aur yaha jitna pyaar dadi karti thi....koi aur nahi kar paya.' He was now back to sad mood. I felt bad.

'My parents are always planning their dating trips. Sissy is busy with her first ever bf...and thats why i am boring you because no one was there to listen me when my assholic boyfriend broke up with me.'

'That's sad. When My girlfriend broke up with me, I had shut me in my room for three days.' Wow...that was too much.

'I didnt even shed a single tear. That bastard! He deserves nothing. Ullu ka pattha sala!!!'

'You swore a lot. Becahre se poocha to hota...why he broke up with you? May be he had a reason to do this.'

'Really? He is good for nothing. By the way...if you're in his place what'd you leave a girl for?'

'Dont know....never did this.'

'Only one left good guy then. You'd save yourself because your in danger. Tumhara type na extinct ho chuka he. I never met a boy who hadnt had a break up before with him being the one responsible.'

Before he could reply my phone went off.my sister was calling.

'Hello' I received and replied.

'Kyu? Tujhe banana nahi aata jo tere boyfriend ko me khan khilau?' I replied when she told me her bf and she were to come at my place and I had to feed them.

'Wo kamina tujhse ye bola? Ok....do one thing. Tu ghar pahuch....I'll be there in half an hour.' I instructed Nivi, my younger sis.

'Any problem?' When I disconnected call, He asked me seeing my expressions.

'Nope....not to me at least...lekin kisi aur ko hogi. Leave it. Have this.'

I pulled out my keyring and handed it to him. 'Keep smiling....always.' I sat in my car....and left waving him.

When i reached at my place, I had done something destructive.

I had told my ex- boyfriend to never explain me why he broke up with me. He had called my sister earlier and told her about his act. But in his whole story I was the one who somehow had forced him to do this. By the way....I had told him all this after punching him straight in the face.

Everything went smooth.....I cooked food and fed two hungry souls. And I felt happy. I had given my smiley to someone else but I was happy....

Happiness is not exclusive.