Pre Script: Don't ask me where are chapter 3&4...
It was Sunday afternoon and I was roaming carelessly to pass some time. My flight was delayed by 8 hours and I decided to roam in the city. I like roaming alone some times because it provides structure to all the random thoughts of my mind. I was just thinking about my work when I saw a couple having fun in the corner of the street. I went close and something struck strongly on my face. It was Soumya. When I looked at the guy, it was Savraj. My mind wanted to vomit right on Soumya’s face, but something was forcing me down. I was unable to stand. I somehow sat on the side of the road and went numb for some time.
1 year earlier
Once again I was entering that café where I saw her for the first time but this time it was different. My mind had become senseless in past few days. It was as if the last 5 years were slipping down from my hand like sand and I was not able to hold it back even after my repeated desperate attempts. I entered into the café and she was sitting on the corner table. I put a fake smile on my face and greeted her.
“Hi”
“Hey..” she replied casually,
“So, wassup… Howz things going?”
“I don’t think, we have a future”, she put things straight on table. On normal days, these lines would have fallen on me like a bombshell but I somehow knew it internally and didn’t felt anything.
I remained silent and tried to convince myself that everything will be ok and inhaled few extra ounces of oxygen to support my sinking heart.
She continued, “You are very possessive. You don’t want me to do anything in life.”
I wanted to shout hard at her “How come you are getting close to your ex-boyfriend now? What about all the lies that you throw straight on my face every day?” But, my mouth was not helping me. I was not able to speak; even those extra ounces of oxygen were causing extra pain in my chest. I surrendered to the pain and allowed her to speak more.
“You are not giving me space. I want to enjoy my life. I want adventure and you are not here to do all those things with me. So, what should I do? Don’t live? And, you have your own priorities in life. You don’t change for me. I have my own career and my own life. I want to make big in life.” She said all those things with a lot of emotions on her face.
I saw those emotions on her face and my ears stopped listening. I was looking at her beautiful face and cute eyes. Her eyes were moving along with her hands. I just wanted to savor these moments and keep them safe in my mind. I knew today would be the last time when I was looking at her. Suddenly, I hear a thumping sound and saw her moving.
“I’m going…” She moved her chair and started going out.
I followed her and stopped her at the gate.
“You were perfect in last 5 years and it was all my mistake. I will miss you”, I said like a losing captain of the army to save grace.
She stopped and looked at me. My hand moved without my permission and touched her face gently. My lips moved on its own and said, “Take care of your self”
She looked back at me with her innocent eyes and I saw familiar emotions in those eyes. She looked at me for some seconds and then turned back to catch a taxi. I was standing there, saving those seconds permanently in my memory. She went ahead and didn’t look back. I stood there like a loser for next few hours hoping that she might change her mind and come back but it didn’t happen.
1 year later
Memories were overpowering my mind and my legs were shaking. I moved my hand on my face and saw tears were flowing from both eyes. I somehow gathered strength and cleaned my face. I took few deep breaths and tried to console myself. I stood up and looked at her again. She was also looking at me but emotions were missing from her eyes. She looked at me with pride and cuddled her companion’s arm. She moved ahead and said:
“ Hey Sunny… Long time… This is Savraj… My friend”
I was standing there with a vacuum in my mind. My hand moved once again without my permission and touched her face gently, “Take care of yourself”, I said softly.
This time I saw a tear flowing down her eyes. I moved ahead. A part of myself, who was still standing there outside the café waiting for her, came back and moved ahead with me….

gyst-u need to be selfish to be happy
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment... :) Well... I didn't believe in this philosophy of being selfish to be happy... even though I totally enjoy Ayn Rand's novels...
ReplyDeleteStill if you got this message from my writing piece, I'm happy that it gave some message at least ... :P But I never intended or believed in being selfish in relationships to be happy... It might be the reflection of some hasty bad writing... which is hampered badly due to sleep and time deprivation at ISB :) :)
Amazing blog! I came here after reading the ISB CO2012 blog :P
ReplyDeleteWhat about Part 3 and part 4? :(