Meetings.. Some can be preplanned,
and some can be accidental or
unexpected. In the latter case , a meeting can be a pleasant one, something that can makes us
happy or an unpleasant one, that may make us feel bad or disturbed. Some days
before I had a meeting like that. An unexpected one. But the thing is that, I
can’t say whether it was a pleasant or unpleasant one. Yeah, there are some
situations like this....
I had met one of my friend on that
day. Actually, she was my best friend some years ago. I have already told you
about our relation. We were like having two bodies physically and a single
soul. We were that much close to each other. We loved each other so.. much. But, one day that happened. There had a break-up.
And we stopped talking, and contacting each other. That was an agreement that,
we both don’t have to message or make a
call. Because, we know, the broken relations can’t be patched up completely. And
we don’t need our relation incomplete..without the essence which it had in
those days. That is why I have described it as ‘a wound not healed yet’..
So, I am coming back to that day, when
we met last. I was just crossing the road to wait for my college bus with my
sister. It’s my sister who pointed out my friend, and said ‘ Look, that chechi
is standing there’. When I saw her, what I felt was.. no..I don’t think, I can
explain it..But, until that day, all I feared was this .. like, ‘if I came to
see her face to face, what will I do?,
and how will I mangae that..?”. and, that already happened...
When I reached the bus stop, I couldn’t
resist myself looking her. Yes, she was also looking towards me. It was she who
spoke first .“when will your bus come?” , and I answered her. How simple!!. And
like this, we started our conversation, and said good bye, when I was about to
leave. During the travel also, I found myself thinking about her; our sudden
meeting; how we managed to talk to each other; and I also thought about the
days we were together, for everything, with hand in hand; and all the wonderful
things we used to share and talked about...
When I returned back my home at
evening, I thought about her again. How we managed to talk. Actually, I was
wondering, why I was not at all disturbed; and how I could behave as normal?;
and how I could forget that quarrel we had made? The words which can’t be taken back that we both had
spelled out??.. I couldn’t understand.. I think, it’s because of the love and
affection we had once, we couldn’t behave as strangers. It’s sure that, our
relation can’t have a go back ; but, I am sure, still we both have some place for
each other in our hearts. May be it’s true that, we can never hate a person
completely whom we loved a lot once upon a time.. And I can feel my heart
becoming some more relaxed. A feeling of lightness...
Wow Sikha.. This was soo touching and beautifully narrated. The emotions, the feeling it was simply superb!
ReplyDeleteI also have stopped talking to my best friend after some arguments. And it has been 6-8 months to it. I also hope I feel the same if I actually bump into her soon.
Though I don't miss her maybe because she hurt me very badly before breaking the friendship and that wound still hurts. I can truly understand when you say A wound which has not yet healed.