Sometimes, you search for your better half everywhere, let that be in your office, college, cafe, road, beach, theatre, temple, anywhere and you think you are in love again, may be true love. Something similar was going on in 'his' case also, since last one year… The only difference was, he was already in love with someone special who was far away from him, but the geographical distance was not the matter of concern for him. It was the distance between their culture which was holding him back, it was the distance between his and her thoughts which was disturbing him every now and then, and like what expected, it was single-sided and just to forget that special one in his life, he was searching for someone else everywhere, thinking that indulging himself with that someone else may help him to forget her, may help him to get some solace.
Sitting in his boring room alone during his usual weekend day, when all his buddies were having a ball of a time, reading some romantic novel, may be to find some kind of vicarious love in them. Enjoying each and every page, each and every paragraph, each and every phrase, each and every word, without even a scintilla of thought about what’s there in store for him.
"Aaja, main hawaao mein betha ke le chalu, tu hi to meri dosttt hai" came the call on his mobile phone from some unknown number. He gave an envious look to the phone which was hindering between him and his lovely vicarious thoughts. He picked the call with utter most agony "HELLOOO". A lovely "Hi" was the reply from the other side . He was taken a back after listening to such a sweet voice and confirmed if it’s 'her'. She asked him if he forgot her and just to add to this sarcasm starting introducing herself to him (may be thinking that she is “just another person” for him). She called to tell about her marriage plans and wanted him to come for the same to 'grace the occasion'. It was not that he was not aware about the marriage till then, she had intimated him the same some couple of days back already. He without much thought replied back saying he would be there, may be for that moment he became a bit selfish and wanted to see her for the last time and didn't want to miss the opportunity.
Thinking about her again, sitting with the blank mind alone, he realized that she is going away from him ever and forever … And this time he wanted to tell her at least about his liking, how he feels, how he felt when he first started liking her, how every time whenever he thinks of her, his liking towards her, boosts exponentially.
He knew this won't make a difference to her, but just to lighten his heart, so that he don't have to 'apologize himself' someday saying why didn't he even try once, why didn't he even tell her once about how he fells, or about how will he be feeling for her for whole of his life. He was a bit reluctant about saying all that but then thinking that this was his last chance, he told everything without even a single pause not face to face, not on the telephone call but while chatting with her in messenger, may be was still little scared, may be was a coward.
Every word he said, every sentiment he disclosed, every emotion he opened that time, was instantaneous. He had to put his words and for that he didn't have had time to think, he didn't need that also. She was so badly ingrained in his soul that words were flowing out of his mind. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, felt ecstatic after a long. World seems to be different to him even after getting not-so-positive response. Had he told all these things before, there would have been different scene. She might have reacted not in such a casual manner. May be, she was 'bold' and 'mature' enough to understand his feelings now, at least that is what he still thinks or may be, would be thinking whole of his life.
Getting back to his novel, it was all different to him now. He was able to visualize the depth of each and every sentiment, the author tried explaining it. It's truly said "ONLY LOVE IS REAL". :)
P.S.:- Both the characters in the story are fictitious and any resemblance is purely coincidental. It is totally author's idea about love and life.
Sorry, if I hurt somebody's feelings, I didn't intend to do it in anyway. And, sorry for such a tragic and still feel-good ending of the story.
Sitting in his boring room alone during his usual weekend day, when all his buddies were having a ball of a time, reading some romantic novel, may be to find some kind of vicarious love in them. Enjoying each and every page, each and every paragraph, each and every phrase, each and every word, without even a scintilla of thought about what’s there in store for him.
"Aaja, main hawaao mein betha ke le chalu, tu hi to meri dosttt hai" came the call on his mobile phone from some unknown number. He gave an envious look to the phone which was hindering between him and his lovely vicarious thoughts. He picked the call with utter most agony "HELLOOO". A lovely "Hi" was the reply from the other side . He was taken a back after listening to such a sweet voice and confirmed if it’s 'her'. She asked him if he forgot her and just to add to this sarcasm starting introducing herself to him (may be thinking that she is “just another person” for him). She called to tell about her marriage plans and wanted him to come for the same to 'grace the occasion'. It was not that he was not aware about the marriage till then, she had intimated him the same some couple of days back already. He without much thought replied back saying he would be there, may be for that moment he became a bit selfish and wanted to see her for the last time and didn't want to miss the opportunity.
Thinking about her again, sitting with the blank mind alone, he realized that she is going away from him ever and forever … And this time he wanted to tell her at least about his liking, how he feels, how he felt when he first started liking her, how every time whenever he thinks of her, his liking towards her, boosts exponentially.
He knew this won't make a difference to her, but just to lighten his heart, so that he don't have to 'apologize himself' someday saying why didn't he even try once, why didn't he even tell her once about how he fells, or about how will he be feeling for her for whole of his life. He was a bit reluctant about saying all that but then thinking that this was his last chance, he told everything without even a single pause not face to face, not on the telephone call but while chatting with her in messenger, may be was still little scared, may be was a coward.
Every word he said, every sentiment he disclosed, every emotion he opened that time, was instantaneous. He had to put his words and for that he didn't have had time to think, he didn't need that also. She was so badly ingrained in his soul that words were flowing out of his mind. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, felt ecstatic after a long. World seems to be different to him even after getting not-so-positive response. Had he told all these things before, there would have been different scene. She might have reacted not in such a casual manner. May be, she was 'bold' and 'mature' enough to understand his feelings now, at least that is what he still thinks or may be, would be thinking whole of his life.
Getting back to his novel, it was all different to him now. He was able to visualize the depth of each and every sentiment, the author tried explaining it. It's truly said "ONLY LOVE IS REAL". :)
P.S.:- Both the characters in the story are fictitious and any resemblance is purely coincidental. It is totally author's idea about love and life.
Sorry, if I hurt somebody's feelings, I didn't intend to do it in anyway. And, sorry for such a tragic and still feel-good ending of the story.
1 comment:
ohho really a sad story of "HE" .... but I think he should tell her earlier that he loves her sooo much... may b ny thing good might happen...
it was too late to share those feelings......poor "HE" ..
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