🕊️ From me. Completely honest.
I was asleep.
That is not an excuse.
Babu, my phone was on silent. I fell asleep — completely dead tired — and I had no idea you were trying to reach me. No idea you were awake at 2 AM, calling over and over, waiting for me to pick up.
When I saw everything in the morning — the messages, the missed calls, the "Ab mujhe gussa aa rhi", the "Yab me pgl ki trh wait kr rhi" — I felt it all hit me at once. You weren't just upset. You were hurt. And you had every right to be.
"Kaha h ap... Pta bhi h yha me wait kr rhi... Me sone ja rhi... Jaha ho na wahi rho ap."You said those words because you were tired of waiting and getting nothing back. And then you still called. Again. And again. That's not someone who doesn't care — that's someone who cares too much. And I let that person down.
The fact that you waited till 2:05 AM — that you kept trying even after saying bye — that tells me everything about how much you wanted to talk to me that night. And I wasn't there. My phone was silent and I was asleep while you were sitting up, alone, hoping.
I am deeply, genuinely sorry. Not just for missing the calls. For making you feel like you weren't worth staying awake for. You are. You always are.
What changes. Right now. Forever.
- My phone will never be on silent when I know you might reach out.
- If I'm about to sleep, I will tell you first — always.
- You will never have to call more than once and wonder if I care.
- 2 AM or 2 PM — if you're trying to reach me, I will be there.
- You will never again feel like you're waiting alone in the dark.