Two years have passed, and the journey has been a pleasant surprise throughout. And yet again I fail to understand the reason for this unexpected twist of faith which has managed to devour the most important foundation, which was the pathway of the journey. It has not only gulped away what was achieved but also disintegrated a way back to the very beginning. And finally our two years of friendship is at stake.
The night after the upheaval, I sat up late sitting in my balcony with the view of the twinkling city before me, least bothered to admire its beauty as there was a matter of much more importance enslaving every other thought. And this matter was the one which kept me awake throughout the night boggling my mind with the unthinkable thought of losing your precious presence around me. More importantly that this just might have been the last day I could still myself your friend. My thoughts slowly drifted from the tragedy to the time when our paths had intersected. I remember the very look of nervousness in your eyes with the thought of finding a friendly face amongst a group of strangers you had just come across. And before you could make out anything a big roar from the classroom screaming the words “Welcome to class 9th” replacing your prefixed thoughts with ‘Hey these guys are nice…this might be better than what I had expected…..’ and booming your face with a beautiful sigh of relief. Soon enough we had our little chat, and before long it happened. No, it wasn’t love but rather it was the happiness of finding the perfect friend who understands you exactly and perfectly, say the exact words you expected when I was in a fix. Being with me throughout and acting like my only lifeline. And soon enough we were as close as two friends can go. Knowing exactly what the other person is, their likes, dislikes, everything.
But this now feels like the thing of the past, is it not my friend. Because it has almost been two weeks you haven’t spoken a word to me, or even given a hint that you want to talk to me. And your silence is more life taking than the demons from the underworld. As after a long time of deep friendship like what we have shared, even the very thought of not being able to be with that person is breathtaking. But whatever happened between us is a thing of the past and there is nothing I can do to change except for a few hours of the day become nostalgic. And as there was nothing more I could do than curse my luck, I took the phone out of my pocket and looked at the pop up window of the message I had just received. It was from my sis and I could make out from her writing that she was worried sick. It read- “are you ok???
I just found out what happened….!! Don’t worry its going 2 b all right...it’s not 2 late if u want I’ll go talk to her myself.”
The very words ‘go talk to her’ sent chills down my spine as I already knew that it was too late and this situation couldn’t be talked out of. And the only thing which could heal her wounds was time. And presently time was not on my side. But still a part of me refused to accept defeat. All I needed was a little ray of hope and my sis’s message gave me that hope which I had been longing for. What happened next day is not much of importance as I have already mentioned that time was not on my side. I rechecked my inbox, desperately awaiting a reply to my previous texts to her. It read- Delivered. 2:24pm. below the current time which displayed 3:03am. I stayed up for a few more hours that night and when mom entered my room to wake me up like all the other days, she was shocked to find me awake as this was the first time she had seen me getting up without her efforts. Saying that I couldn’t sleep due to a bad headache, I ignored the topic. I’m not sure if I ignored the topic because I didn’t want my mom to know or maybe because I didn’t want to think about it more.
The night after the upheaval, I sat up late sitting in my balcony with the view of the twinkling city before me, least bothered to admire its beauty as there was a matter of much more importance enslaving every other thought. And this matter was the one which kept me awake throughout the night boggling my mind with the unthinkable thought of losing your precious presence around me. More importantly that this just might have been the last day I could still myself your friend. My thoughts slowly drifted from the tragedy to the time when our paths had intersected. I remember the very look of nervousness in your eyes with the thought of finding a friendly face amongst a group of strangers you had just come across. And before you could make out anything a big roar from the classroom screaming the words “Welcome to class 9th” replacing your prefixed thoughts with ‘Hey these guys are nice…this might be better than what I had expected…..’ and booming your face with a beautiful sigh of relief. Soon enough we had our little chat, and before long it happened. No, it wasn’t love but rather it was the happiness of finding the perfect friend who understands you exactly and perfectly, say the exact words you expected when I was in a fix. Being with me throughout and acting like my only lifeline. And soon enough we were as close as two friends can go. Knowing exactly what the other person is, their likes, dislikes, everything.
But this now feels like the thing of the past, is it not my friend. Because it has almost been two weeks you haven’t spoken a word to me, or even given a hint that you want to talk to me. And your silence is more life taking than the demons from the underworld. As after a long time of deep friendship like what we have shared, even the very thought of not being able to be with that person is breathtaking. But whatever happened between us is a thing of the past and there is nothing I can do to change except for a few hours of the day become nostalgic. And as there was nothing more I could do than curse my luck, I took the phone out of my pocket and looked at the pop up window of the message I had just received. It was from my sis and I could make out from her writing that she was worried sick. It read- “are you ok???
I just found out what happened….!! Don’t worry its going 2 b all right...it’s not 2 late if u want I’ll go talk to her myself.”
The very words ‘go talk to her’ sent chills down my spine as I already knew that it was too late and this situation couldn’t be talked out of. And the only thing which could heal her wounds was time. And presently time was not on my side. But still a part of me refused to accept defeat. All I needed was a little ray of hope and my sis’s message gave me that hope which I had been longing for. What happened next day is not much of importance as I have already mentioned that time was not on my side. I rechecked my inbox, desperately awaiting a reply to my previous texts to her. It read- Delivered. 2:24pm. below the current time which displayed 3:03am. I stayed up for a few more hours that night and when mom entered my room to wake me up like all the other days, she was shocked to find me awake as this was the first time she had seen me getting up without her efforts. Saying that I couldn’t sleep due to a bad headache, I ignored the topic. I’m not sure if I ignored the topic because I didn’t want my mom to know or maybe because I didn’t want to think about it more.
That night was almost 13 days ago, but to this day I have not received a reply to that message or to any other messages I sent her. Now all I wish is that I could undo that one mistake, that one lie I said to her. But wishes don’t come true do they? Because if they did then this world would have been a heaven to live in. There would be no wars, no fights, only peace and most importantly I would have that one person back who values more than this world to me. But I guess I cannot live thinking that everything is perfect and just hope for things to work out when life takes wrong turns, leaving it all to the gods.
Now all that is left for me to do is think about what I have done, about the blunder that I have made and wait……..!!
Wait for this troublesome end to end…………………..
Now all that is left for me to do is think about what I have done, about the blunder that I have made and wait……..!!
Wait for this troublesome end to end…………………..
