February 15, 2011

An unwritten end...

She is standing alone on that isolated beach.
The breeze is carrying memories of a time gone by...the waves whispering a story of their first last meeting---the memory of which would be carried throughout life, making sure every story ahead would never match up to it.

He had said time would heal everything..she had smiled.
He had promised that they would move on and someday in the future, laugh at the unfortunate course of events their story had unfolded..
She had asked if he really thought that could happen..

He hadn't answered..

"dont say goodbye..its a long life and a small world" he had said.

"the world is big enough to throw two people so apart that they never cross paths again" she had said.

She hadn't gone to see him off..for fear that the world would see her cry, and somewhere deep inside, both of them did not want to think of it as the end.
That was the moment which got etched in her heart--every single detail as if carved on stone, which the heart had chosen to be.

3 years and she had received his wedding card..and life had been more or less, an indifferent blur ever since.

6 years and she still visits this place sometimes, just to wonder of what 'could' have been..just to hold those intact remnants of that perfect memory which still lies scattered like pieces of an 'unattempted' jigsaw.

The cool water sweeps over her feet, bringing her back to the present..and as she turns towards the shore, she realises that this time the waves have swept her further than expected, to a memory that time had apparently forgotten but life had not.

"Happy birthday" she whispers to herself, even before the clock strikes 12.

...and time stands fuming at her, realising that it has been cheated yet again--even today, she still ironically remains, the first one to wish him!!


triloki nagpal said...

Pri - if he has moved on (or moved away), you too need to move on.
You will get loads of people worthy of you.
"Ah, fill the Cup:—what boots it to repeat
How Time is slipping underneath our Feet:
Unborn TOMORROW, and dead YESTERDAY,
Why fret about them if TODAY be sweet!" - this is a famous couplet by Omar Khayyam.

Phoenix said...

Really touching.
Or scary.

sometimes I fear this is what will happen to me. and i want to stop it at all costs.

Pri said...

@ tn
we all move on..or like you said, move away!!
its just that some days, life makes us pause and take a mental step backward and think about what 'could' have been :)
loved the couplet..

@ phoeix
everyone fears it dear..and everyone wants/tries to stop it at all costs!! :)

all i can say is dont worry too much about it--no1 stays stuck up forever.
we just got to accept that memories do creep up once in a while.its upto us to embrace them & let them pass...

take care!

rahul said...

@ pri
she shud not embrace thm and let thm pass.she needs 2 kick thm out of her system and sumday i hope she will.