A thousand incoherent words shot through my mind, when i first thought of the title for the blog but was unable to catch any of them to make some sense... They were like rain falling on glass, yet i have managed to scribble my mind out. After which i started thinking about the content of the blog and believe me i have no clue, what is going to be penned down in the next few thousands of words. So, let me take you through a roller coaster journey of my spinning yarn.
It was raining cats and dogs, even the birds and the animals were on a run for shelter, nobody was enjoying the nature's shower anymore and there were apprehensions of a natural calamity. Monu was still, nature was already weeping his heart out. Deepali just deleted the mail in her mailbox and began the mundane mores of her life. Aniket was on his way to Mumbai and was enjoying the rain from the safety of the train while sipping his coffee.
Even the treacherously roaring waves of the sea were not ready to wipe him away , as they always returned back in awe of the misery in his eyes. Not long back, those were not his eyes, but were the eyes of a dreamer, someone who remained in a world of his own. Perhaps, not meant to realize the bitterness of life. Was this destiny or human evolution? Primitive man scared from everything apart from humans and now he scares from them the most. Anyways, Monu was a true dreamer, painting life on the canvas of his dreams, with colors of eternal love.
The blaring sound of the honking iron monster, which would rip a devil's soul was unable to defy Aniket of his belief in life. He would laugh and chat and sing while others were skeptical about confronting the destiny of the journey. Aniket has always been like this, full of life as they say. Deepali was elusive, she would tame the wildest horse on the earth, with the look of her luscious eyes. She was the love every man read of and thought of, a look of her eyes filled with the debris of thousand broken dreams would bring a down empires and kingdoms and governments ruled by men. Men who DREAM of LOVE in their LIFE to realize that life is a life-long romance.
Dear Deepali,
It's been a while now that you are playing this on/off of our relationship game.I want to be there with you out of sheer love and a sense of mutual admiration but you don't seem to have the very basic "trust" on our relationship. Take your own sweet time and decide as I am always there for you whenever you need me but its hard for me to keep holding on and on for nothing. Its time I should stop doing this as it's hurting me, supposedly i am also very human like you are.
I have decided to take a break from you. Don't bother i am very much around but might not remain available for life, as i also have my parental obligations, so hurry till stock lasts :)
Let us keep all kinds of communications as minimal as possible, although it doesn't bar you from communicating whenever you feel the need. Hope you find what you are looking for in your life and have a happy life .. All the best!! May God grant you the serenity to accept the things that you cannot change. Courage to change the things that you can and the wisdom to know the difference.
P.S :: I am available :)
GOD BLESS!!
--Aniket
The train was moving on and on.!! The destination seemed far to Aniket.. but it was a new life waiting for him at the end of the journey.. He had packed all his memories up probably to never open it again.. sent a goodbye e-mail to Deepali.. and thought it was gonna be easy for him. How could he forget that it was not easy for Monu either. Not long ago they were friends.
Dear Monu,
Memories sometimes behave in a crazy way...They leave you alone When you are in crowd and When you are alone....They stand along you like a crowd...Yesterday i was going thru the photographs of our past times and i lived every moment as they were....be it at college canteen or those dancing extravangazas....Its like whenever you share the goodness in your heart, you always end up winning hearts....because life is an echo it gives back what you have given....not just once,but reverbrates thru-out your memories.... Its like a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.
But, as you can see, they are just eloquent memories frozen in time. Your absence in my life since college has been so long that i do not feel any need of you now and for me the need is very important to continue. After college i met this other guy Aniket and i really enjoy his company. I might not be able to continue whatever we have had in the past. I hope you would understand.
Thanks!
--Deepali
