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author: Krishna Chaitanya
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pubDatetime: 2023-07-28T19:43:00
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title: I Just Controlled Myself the Whole Day, Telling Myself Not to Call Her…
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slug: 28jul2023
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- harshi
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- fear
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- khc
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- holiday
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- Dream
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- college
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tried my best not to call her, not to think about her. But no matter what I do, she’s still in my mind. She never calls, never checks in—but what if, one day, she does? Would that change anything?
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I just controlled myself the whole day, telling myself not to call her. Just don’t do it.
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I even went to college, thinking at least that would distract me. But guess what? It was a holiday—Muharram. What the fuck. I didn’t even check my class group. Wasted trip.
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So, I returned home by 10 AM. While traveling back, the dream from last night came rushing back, messing with my head again. And suddenly, I felt this urge to call her. Just hear her voice. But then again—she must be in her college. And even if I did call, what would I even talk about? I had nothing to share, no actual reason to call. What’s the point?
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My mind kept spinning with thoughts, doubts, overthinking every possibility, every response she might give. Just as usual. I plugged in my earphones, played Dawn FM, and tried to shut it all out.
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But even after reaching home, she was still there—stuck in my head, refusing to leave. I looked at her pictures. And I don’t know why, but she felt different. Like a stranger. Like someone who had already moved far, far away from me. Maybe I’m just overthinking, or maybe it’s the truth.
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She spends all her time with her new college friends now. Enjoying, laughing, living life. But not even a single call. Not even a thought about me.
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I worry. I really do. What if she forgets me completely? What if she never thinks about me again?
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And here I am, scared that if I call, she’ll just sigh, Ahh, he’s calling again… Like I’m some nuisance she tolerates.
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But sometimes, I wonder—what if, one day, without any message or missed call from me, she calls me first?
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If that day ever comes, I swear… I’ll die for her.

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