'I know that you no longer miss me. I am not blaming you. It is okay. You have moved on with time. I understand. Often I remember those lovely days when you would never stop listening to me. Your days used to begin and end with me. I was so naive then. I thought you would dance to my tunes your whole life. But as days passed, things did change somehow. Perhaps I no longer charmed you. I was lessened to a remote space in your phone. I now realize such are the ways of the world. I miss you sometimes, and yes, I still love you.'
And thus I woke up after the troubling dream. It was the wee hours of the night, still I could not sleep any further. An inexplicable feeling of guilt seemed to engulf me from within. I picked up my phone from my desk and searched for 'Heera'. The headphone was plugged in, and my ears were filled with the melodious AR Rahman composition. Soon I felt being transformed to some other wonder world. A world where happiness prevailed and I was adored. My eyes welled up. There was a time when this melody from the movie 'Highway' was in the repeat mode in my playlist. That was probably an year ago. The emotional me shouted in a choking voice - 'I do not know how we drifted apart. It is not that you stopped being charming. You still charm me. Probably I became too preoccupied. I am sorry, and, I love you - again.'