Triangles, triangles

September 23, 2009 § 7 Comments

He loved her. Then he thought he didn’t. He met a new girl. He thought he was in love with her. But he wasn’t. Old girl cried. He went back to her. New one cried. He came back to her. Then he met another girl. he thought he was in love with her. And the circle continued.
His friend stayed behind and picked up the pieces. Old girl came and cried on his shoulder. He was in love with her. But he couldn’t tell her. He consoled her. He watched her fall. But he couldn’t warn her. He was a friend first, lover later.
She thought she was in love with him. But he broke her heart. Each time she thought he was gone, he came back. She cried in front of his friend. She fell for the friend. But he never said a word. She cried for the love never shared. He thought she cries for lost love. She stayed with old guy for she wanted to keep the friend. But friend never noticed.

He falls in love every month. Friend watches her and cries over love he never had. She mourns for love she can’t have.

This is the story of life.

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Just Another Day, and another heart

June 16, 2009 § 2 Comments

It was just another day in busy market. She looked at the world outside, her nose pressed at the window.
“When would I get to go out and play with other kids?”, she asked to the one they called Grandma.
“You ask me this question every day. You have to wait for your little girl, the one who’ll want you and take you home with her”, replied Grandma.
“We are not fancy enough. No kid wants to play with us anymore. They all want those glittering new models.”, a voice came from behind.
Tears swelled in her eyes. “Is it true, Grandma?”
“No, darling. Every doll gets her home. You just have to be patience” Grandma consoled her, But grandma knew it won’t happen. There were so many around with same dream. Dream of family and love.

“Mommy, I want that doll.” One sentence diverted everyone’s attention to the little girl who was reaching towards something.
“Please god, let it be me.” she prayed, eyes closed. She felt being moved. Her eyes opened up to find herself in little girl’s arms.
“You are so pretty. You can come to my home. I’ll ask Mommy to take you with us”, girl was cooing to her. She had found her home. She looked around with proud smile. Grandma was smiling and so were other dolls.
“No. We are not buying this rag-doll. come on, I’ll get you other one.”, Girl’s mother voice boomed.
“Noooo. I want this one.”, Girl refused to let her go. She was terrified. Is happiness so short-lived? Girl turned to her and said “Don’t worry. I’ll take you home. No other doll will do.”
“Come on, Let’s go. We’ll discuss it at home. Why don’t you think about it some more?”, Mother started walking out.
Little girl looked at her with tearful eyes and whispered, “I love you. I’ll take you home tomorrow. wait for me”
And they were gone. She was still here, still alone.
“She said she’ll come. She loves me.” she consoled herself.
Next morning came, and so did little girl. “Mommy says we need to see if our doll house matches you. I’m sure it does. My mommy always get me what I want”
She was scared.
“Take me home with you now.”, she wanted to scream. “Don’t leave me. I don’t want doll house. Your mother doesn’t like me”. But little girl couldn’t hear her. Little girl was happy that her mother has listened to her. Little girl didn’t realize it was adult way of getting things done without any argument.
Mother picked her up and moved over to doll house shelf.
Little girl exclaimed, “Mommy, she looks perfect”
“Sweetie, Look how uncomfortable she looks. She won’t be happy in our home. Look she doesn’t fit in.”
“But Mommy”
“Darlin’ You promised to listen”
“Yes, Mommy”
Little girl with a longing look walked out, whispering “Atleast Mommy had a look. She gave it a fair chance”
She cried and screamed. But little girl couldn’t hear her. Little girl couldn’t see the tears or hear the words screaming “I Love You”. Little girl just walked out.
And little girl never learned the truth or the lesson “When people say No, they stick to it. They are just good in covering up with rose-tinted glasses.”

And so ends the story..

November 24, 2008 § 1 Comment

“Would you like to have something else, Sir?”
“One more coffee, please”
“Will just take a moment, sir” Waitress said and left to get him yet another cup of coffee. It was either fourth or fifth, he really didn’t remember. Another look at watch told him, it’s been 3 hours since he entered this place. Cozy couple in corner seems to be more cozy now. College Kids sitting on left table have been replaced by 2 women taking a break from shopping. Looks like they have raided every store on this street. Lonely girl have been joined by a friend and is now walking out of the door. The door, bringing him disappointment each time it moves.
Was he wrong to have come here, he wondered.
Seems like yesterday when he used to be one of the regulars here. Sitting in corner, at times with friends, at times with laptop. Still looks same. 5 years since he was here last time.
5 years, since he decided to move to another city.
“I don’t know you well enough to make some serious commitment”, How bravely and naively he had declared it.
Stealing himself against that tearful face, he explained, “Look, long-term is not my thing. Plus how do we know we will last together if we won’t spend any time together. I like you now but what if after few years. You know… What if you meet someone new and fall in love.. what if I do.. It just won’t work out.. Lets end things as friends.”
She agreed. He had logic on his side. So what, he felt she was the one and she did too. It might have been infatuation or plain lust.
One last kiss on his cheek and she left. Without a word.
He kept in touch, of course. Sent occasional mails. Birthday greetings.
She never replied and he missed her. He missed her laughter and how she could always make him laugh. He missed the way she would be on his side, providing silent support. He missed the perfection he had found with her.
It’s not that he wasn’t happy without her. He almost married once. But what he felt in those 3 months, he could never re-create with his girl-friend, even after living together for 4 years.
So he decided to take a chance and flew out here. Sitting in same old coffee shop.
Did she sound unhappy to hear from me or was she uncomfortable?
Another look at watch told him, half hour has passed since he last checked time. Maybe he should consider leaving. One last look at door, he told himself.
And there she was, looking radiant as ever.
“Has she lost weight? She’s wearing Saree. She never wore Saree. Why is she looking back? Does she want to leave already.”
Almost panicking, he rose and waved to her.
She turned and smiled at him. His heart faltered. This was the smile he had missed so much.
“Hi. How are you? I’m so sorry for being this late. We had to go for this thing and we kinda got stuck..”
“We???”
“Hello. Good to see you finally. I’ve heard so much about you. We recently got back from our honeymoon. So fulfilling all social obligations. So, you are coming to dinner with us, right?”
“Honeymoon….!!!”
“I’m so sorry I couldn’t invite you. It was small family affair. We wanted to keep it small”
“Well, she wanted to keep it small. I just wanted to get married as soon as possible”
“Couldn’t invite you…!!! Get married..!!!”
His head was spinning by now. Holding the chair arm, he somehow managed to exchange niceties and made excuses for dinner.
Soon, it was time to say good-bye. Another peck on cheek. This time, with whispered words, “It wouldn’t have worked anyway. We didn’t know each other, remember? “
And with a wistful smile, she turned and walked up to the man who was waiting for her and wanted to know her.

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