Aur 2024 (part-1) | Ek Baar

We never said it out loud. Maybe we were scared. Maybe we were waiting for the right time . Spoiler: the right time never came.

In 2024, my January was quiet—too quiet. No fireworks inside. Just the weight of unfinished business from the year before. I remember thinking: This time, I'll do it right. But life had other plans. ek baar aur 2024 (part-1)

"Woh ek baar aur mil jaaye, toh hum kya kuch nahi kar daalte..." We never said it out loud

If I could live April again, I'd let myself break down. I'd cancel the plans. I'd sit with the hurt instead of pretending to be strong. Because 2024 isn't over yet. And maybe, just maybe, this "ek baar aur" isn't about going back—it's about making the remaining days count. Spoiler: the right time never came

And it did. Just not in the way I expected. April brought a loss. Not of a person—but of a possibility. A dream I’d been quietly building collapsed.

If I could live January once more, I'd show up for myself earlier. Not wait for motivation. Just start. February was short and sweet—like a stolen glance. Someone new walked in. Late-night talks. Coffee shops. The "seen" anxiety. The unsent texts.

I smiled and said, "It's okay." But it wasn't.