We
have walked together holding hands in life so far, but now there comes the day
of separation. I stand resist moving further, holding your hands still. But
time moved and it’s the time we should move further.
Some
days, I sit blank with nothing to think. But today was not such day – I was
thinking how it would be after 10 years. We would have moved deeper in our own
ways, you have a life – I have mine. We may think we shared one 10 years back.
I
would never stare my mobile screen past 10 and your name would never appear
flashing suddenly bringing a grin over my face.
Our calls may start ‘Hey… How are you?’ and end with ‘Keep in touch’
which we never have heard saying each other. Earlier, a day without a call
ended in a long call at night fighting over reasons. But there are many such
days, still we stay comfortable.
Your
silence will never be your off mood anymore and even if it was, I may not know.
I would never be able to read what you think exactly as you would have someone
else to read you perfectly. I wonder whether I could have a chance to say what
you think even!
When
I call you after a long break from a different number, you could even forget my
voice and ask ‘May I know who is this?’ and I say something that remembers you
the past – you turn silent for a moment and then smile. When I call you, If it
says ‘Call Waiting’ I would never feel anything more than you are busy and
would never call you back till you return my call!
We
may remember the tiny moments we meet the tiny calls which made huge sense,
really small texts which would define our moods and time we spent waiting for a
minute talk. We can just remember them but no longer live them!
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