“How this heart bears so much happiness...
How this heart bears so much
sadness…”
“Oui!!”
“Hey, how are you, my
girl?”
“Fine, come to JP Park
at 5. Want to talk.”
“Sure, my girl. But about
what?”
“Come, will let you
know.”
“Ok. Got some work,
catch you later.”
The day
has finally come for me, to say what I had always dreamt of in all these years.
***
“Eyes which you saw, every second
you saw
Can’t we get it as an unasked
boon?”
I
was standing at the bus station waiting for the bus, and then I suddenly saw a
face. There was a resemblance in that face, but I was unable to recognize it. He
went away, only to return back. It seems like he identified me. On looking
closer and seeing his boyish smile and serious eyes, I recognized him. We
exchanged compliments and our numbers too. Well, the journey started here.
It was more of a childhood friend’s
re-union, but with more vigor. Time flied, from days to months and I felt
something, which I never did. I seemed to be free with him, opening up seemed
easier, sharing seemed easier. Everything seemed easier with him around. And so,
the beautiful season of my life, called love started without my knowing it. Life
looked more beautiful than before and so did the inner fantasies.
The friendship grew and my desire
grew as well. Imaginations knew no bound. I was fantasizing everything around
us, be it the conversations, our travels and everything which lovers shared.
***
“Got trapped in
desire’s bait,
heart struggles a lot.
It admits all the wounds,
and again it starts thinking.”
heart struggles a lot.
It admits all the wounds,
and again it starts thinking.”
3 years have passed on, eons of
moments have flown by, but I couldn’t gather up courage to admit my love to
him. The fear that everything may change stopped me. The fear of losing the friendship,
the fear of losing those moments of joy, the fear of losing him, stopped me. Imagining
happy days seemed to be much easier than expressing my love to the person, whom
I loved more than myself, choosing the less risky one. We all imagine some
moments which we want it to happen in reality, but inwardly, we fear that we
may lose the meaning of life, once it is accomplished and therefore, we realize
our dreams in our dreams, even though, the destiny gives us many a
opportunities.
My inner being wanted to be bold
enough to say things, but my heart wanted against it. He was the meaning of my
life, but what if, I say this to him, and the exciting element just passes by
and thus again, my life turns monotonous? What if, he accepts my feelings? Everything
may change, but change has become the fear. I have been happy with his
thoughts, being with him in my dreams and our association, but tomorrow, if I speak,
nothing is certain. Uncertainty is my fear.
***
“Small Heart that
beats inside
it will swallow any sea”
it will swallow any sea”
Heart
has taken over and my dreams are going to come true. Let there be change,
forever.
“Hey…”
“So, tell me, why you
wanted to see me.”
“Well…”
I am shaking from head
to toe. He held my hands.
“You seem to look
nervous. What is the matter?”
“I wanted to say… I wanted
to say that…”
I gave him, what I wanted
to.
“Roses. For me?”
“Yes”
“But, why?”
“Thanks for being there,
always.”
The
moment is gone, so has my heart lost its battle. Dreams will be dreams forever.
Change has lost its battle with constancy. The secret love will remain
immortal, without losing its secrecy. Sometimes, remaining silent serves well.
“How this heart bears so much happiness...
How this heart bears so much
sadness…”
***
This
is my untold story. My first love, whom I still love, but am afraid of
expressing it still.
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A story which drew inspiration from many a people, books, music and of course from the writer. i would like a name a few, from many a people. They are, CJ, AJ, brother and my dear friend DJo. After a long time, i am back and once again, my friend woke me up from my lazy slumber to write this piece of story.
Happy to read sumthng frm u again..:):)
ReplyDeleteawsme work UV!! :)
ReplyDeletei thnk i knw whoz dat untold one... :P ;)
I think this is one of your finest works...I guess all of us tend to give into creative urges during exam week, huh?
ReplyDeleteThe feelings of the girl were described with beautiful words and yes, reminded me of some movies, novels and songs too...
Glad to hear someone was responsible for breaking your slumber...was it me?! :O Anyway, I'd like to know how I was a small part of your inspiration as you mentioned me name? :)