I saw her today, after all this while, after that day. The day when I had told her that we could not be friends anymore. Why? Nothing terrible had crossed between us. Those were the dark days. I was at my worst. I think that is the worst I can be. Everything in life at that particular time was going against me. Everything..of the most impossible to handle elements in my life was me..I guess.
Happens. We call it life. That is not the story. The story is I had one friend then. I came to a point where I thought we needed to part ways. That was the only way we could pick up the pieces of our respective lives. I told her that.. and we never saw each other again for last 4-5 years.
She had some sort of respiratory problem then. I hope she doesn’t have it now. Once she got that attack in the lecture room. I took her out of the room and tried telling the dumbfounded prof. to get some Dr. logic said we needed to get her near the oxygen cylinder. I tried to make her walk along the passageway..so that with some help we could pack her to the Dr. She could walk. But she decided not to. Hell! She sat there in the passage..clinging on to my hand. I was like that 1st few days when Aai used to drag me to school.
She couldn’t breathe. She was gasping..people didn’t come anywhere closer to us. No! I am not going anywhere. I am scared of situations. It passed after some time like that..She was in love with some idiot then. The guy was causing her hurt. Some days back out of sheer coincidence I came to know she is getting married. Not to that B******. There wasn’t any story between them ever. I was so happy for her when I heard the news. I wanted to give her a call .. didn’t. She’s grown up now.. I have grown up too.
What a day! I took the wrong train. I was waiting for my comrade ladies special. Trains were late. I was late. Everyone was late. Crowd. I thought i should wait a little longer for my regular train. But this train came. Very few people got in. Last minute decision. I got in too. It was a fast train strayed on the slow platform.
I saw her. She saw me. I wanted to talk to her. But didn't. I wanted to smile at her. But couldn't.
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