The lights of this coffee place were dim.
I waited for him entire evening, like other 5 times even today he dint come.
Nevertheless I paid my bill. Something which was unnatural to me for 15 years and which has become the most natural thing in past 5 years. I was waiting for the waiter to return, when my eyes stopped by a face, at the entrance, which looked familiar yet unrecognizable. This familiar face first started searching desperately for someone in the hall, when it stopped in an angle facing me!
By this time she had placed her bag on my table, her face looked tense and her body revealed that she was thoroughly pissed with something which was related to me and her. Giving her the most unplanned questionable look I asked her finally giving up my last resort to be patient
Me :"hi.. err.. do i know you".
Lady : "depends"
Me : " right, are we connected by way of work or neighborhood?"
Lady : "No" (and she began rustling through her bag zips)
Me "i cannot recognize you seriously, though you seem very familiar"
Lady: "Oh now I seem familiar to you, Y dint your ex husband showed me to you?... oh let me get this straight.. Y don't you forget and leave your ex-husband and me in peace! Y do you have to send these letters every year on your anniversary??" (saying this she threw about 6 envelopes on the coffee desk)
Those letters were the same which I had send to him, on the edge was the letter for todays meeting, rest of the five were the one which I send to him before today. I felt like a culprit. I wanted to hide my face. I was having multiple simplest excuses to tell her, I had lies and I had dialog's for her right now. But I chose to face the reality, considering not knowing how and when she got these letters.
Me : "I am sorry you got to know about this, But I still have feelings for him. I tried hard. I try the entire year to forget him, but this one day, I cant. I m sorry. But he has never really replied to any of my letters and please I m being honest he never came here to meet me. Honestly."
my eyes were burning and after resisting for a long while, streams of tears got queued up to come out. She was unsympathetic. I felt, she might just humiliate me for everything.
Lady : "I know you two never meet. I know that what you must be going through. He can not meet anyone now."
She paused.
"he is no more between us. And for this reason I came here today. I have been getting your mails, having no choice I read them each year...."
She continued for a while, without looking at me, closing her bag, she said.. "I still share same feelings for you, nothing has changed, you are the same female who broke him once and I and the one who got him back to life, the only difference is he is not between us. and thats why I came today."
she rose from her position. and left
Aghast and taken aback. I stared at those six letters.
Taking, everything which happened in past 25 minutes, bit by bit I was now away in the past of everything which I created and destroyed.
I lost, A lover who could forever had been mine, even if he had died in my arms..
I lost, A life which could forever had been treasured as being spent with someone who really loved me..
I gained an irreparable past and those six letters
Monday, 17 November 2008
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4 comments:
did u write this story yourself? or is it inspired? cuz the ending lines and the feelings are wonderfully expressed. almost like a staccato burst of emotion. :D
aww :-(
with an impression of melancholy and despondency. i had gloomy predictions but ending was a lot more i expected.cud very well visualise the resigned expression of teh lady after looking at those letters....
just one thing to end in the line "he is no more between us.." sounds inadequate.... try "among" rather thn between..as being a reader it disturbed me!
but all in all..well written
That was classic stuff.
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