Saturday, 17 January 2015

That Love!

She was there. Yes; he wasn't dreaming even though he didn't remember anything except her. She was there just to meet him. The sparkle in her charcoal black eyes itself told how much she was eager to meet him. The load of emotions and words which he was carrying from quite a while for her suddenly disappeared some where around with the first glimpse of her. Settling down huge turmoil of words as he moved forward, still not decided what to say first, he some how managed to utter just a simple "Hi!".

He heard something but it wasn't her voice.

It was just plain simple commotion of people moving around. Decomposing back to consciousness he notices that he had been in some wonderland. There was no her. It was all just a dream, a mere fantasy that he always wanted to have happen with him.
That love


Standing there at the nick of the street, he remembers how he always preferred her over every possible thing in his life. He rose everyday to make one more day count in her love. Her voice was the fuel for his day. The slightest peak of smile on her radiating face was what he always craved for. She was the deadliest pain and the ultimate cure herself, for him. He wishfully wanted to get endowed in her love if she allowed. 

It was just her poisonous hypnotizing look that made him perish a thousand time. He lived in a life of illusion where he always got burnt by the fire of her love and transformed into ashes. Every day he got soaked into rain of her memories. Her blushing adorable cheeks, as fresh as morning hue, make him even more fonder of her love. Those enchanting child like pair of eyes, how could he forget that raising of her eyebrow at every taunt on her. How could he forget these? How could anyone can forget all these?

Yet absolute truth was that she was not there and he had to accept that. He should now know that she wasn't meant for him. Life has decided different tracks for them to walk upon but he never wanted to accept that. He was still waiting, rather hopeless for her to come. Soon heavens too lost their control and broke down. Heavy downpour started. Even in his pure awareness he wasn't able to move but he turned around as people rammed against each other on that street to save themselves from getting wet. 

It was then when he noticed someone stood on the other side of road, totally soaked in water and with indefinite storm of emotions in her eyes. Before he could think she ran and hugged him tightly. He, even though shocked for the instance, was pleased to have her in his arms. Having him in her arms she whispered in her as usual low pitch tone, "I am sorry for coming late!" In response he said," I knew you will come. And I am happy that you have kept my faith alive." She looked into his eyes and smiled for his trust and hugged him even more tightly.

People on the other side, who were standing in shade trying to save themselves from rain weren't able to predict why the boy was talking to himself and pretending as if he was hugging somebody!!