The smell of the wet sand stroked me, even as the sun shone with all its might. The tangy taste of the golgappas that afternoon, still lingered in my mouth. My hands still felt warm, even after the ones that supported them were gone. Forever. I could have told you something that sounds perfect. I really could. But then if I did, I wouldn’t be doing justice to my memories.
Yes I know, there are better things to tell you about than a walk on the empty street beckoned by the dim yellow light. There are relationships, that have more to them, than just whispers and some giggles. However, that sunny morning, if I could think of anytime where I have done absolutely what my heart says, there would be nothing but all the reasons behind my smile on that same day. A walk, some talk, a cold weather and the two warm hands in that empty street may not seem like a perfect love story to you, but if you were me, there would be nothing else that you’d want or wish for.
6:00 am Tuesday:
I had not run so much after high school. But then, the fear of missing my last local train, to work, didn’t give me a choice either. And so, I ran…
6:30 am Tuesday:
Tired. Exhausted. I was drenched in sweat. Disappointed with my efforts that were in vain, the cafeteria seemed like my last resort. There would be surely be something else to see than the mundane crowd, I was tired of.
7:30 am Tuesday:
“Hello! Yes! I missed my train. I am really sorry sir, but…. But you know I was helpless. I promise this won’t happen again. I will be there tomorrow on time. Thank you sir. This wont happen again.”
Pheeww!!!!!!!!! And there I walea letting go of the love of my life, my work. Little had I realised, my love was soon going to change!
8:30 am Tuesday:
I hurried back home and get some sleep. You see, that happened to me rarely. In fact, hardly.
8:40 am Tuesday:
Happy and content as ever, I made my way through a crowd, consisting of people all so different from each other. But yet, the same.
8:50 am Tuesday:
Who would have ever thought that bumping into a stranger, on one of your worst days, would be so beautiful? I had till then never believed in love at first sight. That very moment, what I felt was somthing that I had read in the story books. Amidst the maddening crowd of millions, I could hear only that one voice, trying to apologise. Everything except the two of us froze, like a painting. So many unknown faces, only this one seemed to be playing in my head forever.
Then it all happened so quickly. Flutter of the eye!
The road… the horns… the rain…. the proposal… and the YES!
The seemingly ceaseless rain felt like a blessing and the walk added an ambiguous meaning to it. It was just a matter of few hours but life changed. If a single day could change me so much, I wished everyone saw this one day in their lives too, for I had realised, true love really did exist.
4:00 am Wednesday:
An apology. Happily accepted.
A hold, softly left.
A promise, quietly made.
That was all. The purest night of my life, it was nearing it’s end.
Nineteen hours of bliss and I convinced myself that nothing better had ever happened to me.
“I will come, I promise…”, he said. I shut my eyes and believed…
It’s been two years now. Two more to go. To put it in simpler terms, two done, two more to go. Hopes have vanished. Doubts have been chased away. Just a wish remains, just plain love.
I eat the golgappas every Tuesday, standing near the same rock, exactly like that afternoon.
Just to feel the way I once felt, all over again.
I know my yesterday is not as good as my today, but I have also sunken into the belief that my tomorrow has no strong holds.
Better still, each time I close my eyes, I can smell the wet sand, and taste golgappas on my tongue and even before I realise, I start to smile.
When a simple thought of someone can heal the pain in my heart, when just the feel of somebody’s presence can dry my tears, I see no reason why I should stop myself from waiting. I don’t know what tomorrow has in store, but I am more than fine with closing my eyes and letting smiles overcome me.
Once again, this may not be the perfect love story in the world, but if you were me……… :)