Us, After Dark

Still counting

We’ve been us for exactly this long

And every single one of these seconds actually happened. That’s the part I still can’t get over.

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since 26 February 2026

Out loud, for once

Some of it I manage to say. This is the rest.

Jab bhi kuch mushkil ho

Main hamesha tere saath khada rahunga

Duniya kuch bhi bole, galti chahe teri hi kyun na ho — main tere hi side rahunga. Pehle saath dunga, baaki baatein baad mein hongi.

Har roz, bina bole

Teri care aur respect kabhi kam nahi hone dunga

Tu meri priority hai, option nahi. Teri baat, teri feelings, teri izzat — in par kabhi compromise nahi karunga. Na akele mein, na logon ke saamne.

Jo bhi karna pade

Tujhe khush rakhna meri zimmedari hai

Jitni khushi mujhse ho sakegi, utni dunga — choti choti cheezon se, har roz. Aur kabhi tu udaas hui, toh sabse pehle main hi pahunchunga.

Aaj bhi, aage bhi

Tera haath kabhi nahi chhodunga

Beech mein kuch na kuch aata rahega, aayega bhi. Par ek saath milkar dekh lenge. Bas tu haath thame rakhna — baaki main sambhal lunga.

Saboot

Choti choti cheezein, jo asal mein sabse badi hain

Teri hansi

Asli waali — jo aadha second late aati hai aur pura chehra saath le jaati hai. Wahi sunne ke liye main bekaar se jokes bhi maar leta hoon.

Tera bachpana

Choti choti baaton pe khush ho jaana, zid karna, mooh phulana. Log bade hone ko achievement samajhte hain — mujhe teri yahi baat sabse pyaari lagti hai.

Tera emotional ho jaana

Zara si baat pe aankhein bhar aana. Log ise kamzori kehte hain. Mujhe pata hai iska matlab sirf itna hai ki tu dil se jeeti hai.

Tera mujhpe haq jamana

Woh “kahan tha”, “kisse baat kar raha tha”, “mujhe batana zaroori nahi samjha?” — sach kahoon toh yehi sabse acha lagta hai. Haq wahi jamata hai jise farak padta hai.

Tera gussa

Do minute ka. Phir khud hi baat karne aa jaati hai. Un do minuton mein bhi pyaari hi lagti hai.

Tera khayal rakhna

Apna bhale bhool jaaye — mera khana, meri neend, meri tabiyat, sab yaad rehta hai tujhe.

Photographs

Proof, for the days you don’t believe me

This one. I watch it more than I’ll admit.

On repeat

There is a line in this one I can’t hear casually anymore

Tere hone laga hoon,
khone laga hoon

I’m starting to become yours — and losing myself doing it.

Tere Hone Laga Hoon · Atif Aslam · 2009

Kept all this time

There is one more thing

The first letter I ever wrote you

The first letter, handwritten — Tap to read it in my handwriting

Hi laveena urf leenu… Tumhe pta hai jbse mene tumse baat krna start kiya tb mene socha tha ki agr ab hmari baat ache se hui to me aange jaakr tumhe har wo khushi dunga jitni merese ho skega, utni care krunga tumhari jitni kr skunga.

Us din jb tumne past btaya tb mujhe bhut bura lga, but iska mtlb ye nhi ki tum pyaar deserve nhi krti. Hum aaj saath hai to kuch na kuch to beech me ayega, but ek saath milkr dekh bhi lenge — bss tum haath thame rkhna.

Or tum… tumhari smile, tumhara bachpan, tumhari hassi, sab kitna pyaara hai. Hope tum hmesha ese hi khush rho, no matter what. Or aange jaakr hum ek saath khoob ghume, khoob mje kre, or kyi nyi pyaari si memories bnaye.

Or haan — dukhi mt hua kro, me dukhi hojata hu.

I love you pyari pyari leenu