I tread carefully on the bark which grew right over the
river at a height so perfect that our feet could feel the tickle of the lazily
flowing river. I turned back and lend a hand to her. She was plodding slowly
onto the branch, stumbling over a pebble which rolled gently into the water
with a plop.
We sat on the branch pulling ourselves close together .She was a typical woman- talkative , complaining ,caring , over -protective and was in a frenzy about anything and everything-from my nails which I forget to cut every time to the wrong gifts I gave her on the first few birthdays(Now I just let her choose.)But she was everything to me-my friend, my girl, and my pet … In short, my soul…
Our chats continued, she kept bantering me with the list of girls
who have an eye on me, while deep inside praying that no girls family should come
asking for me before she did. And each time she teased me I made a silent promise
that no matter what, I wouldn't leave her.
Our talks subsided for a while. Come on!! Our mouths required
a little rest after quite a few hours of continuous chatter. She rested her
head on my shoulder and kept meddling with my fingers. I threw a pebble into
the water creating ripples. Even in love, you can never ignore the ripples it
creates… It reminded me of our four
year long relation, still going strong. From the day we met till today.
Everything seemed like a stupid joke initially but it evolved into love slowly
and steadily… Bickering was a part of
every relation and so was it for us too. But they never lasted long. It just
helped our relation mature. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted when she sat
upright and looked straight up at me .Our eyes locked for a considerably long
time and not a word we spoke. A truly priceless moment before a passionate
kiss.
I knew we were meant to be and we had already dreamt of the
things we would do together. Our dreams were real until that fateful
day…Sometimes life can take a cruel twist….A twist that almost wrings you out, taking the life out of you. All I remember was a flashing light and I lay down
on the road staring at a puddle of blood beside me….
And now, every day she sits alone on the branch crying for me,
her pretty eye lashes moist with tears. I couldn't stand watching her dull face
bereft of all the joy and the naughty smiles which I would never see
again. But little did she know that I sat
by her everyday holding her tight, caressing her hair and wiping her tears. How
I wished if she could only see me or hear me crying out to her… telling her
that I am right here….right beside her all the time.......
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