With rain
splashing the cross sections of the city, sun reluctantly woke from slumber up
spreading across the intense beam of light rays to reach out to the varied latitudes
all across the city. The rays penetrated the thing strip of smog to brighten the
city up with all its energy and luminance succeeding flawlessly in its routine.
The roads of the city looked ridiculously clean with rain water splashing the
roads and guiding the water along the gutters, halting almost the normal lives
of the people in the city. The tallest apartment in one such locality
experienced mild, breezy and pleasant strip of air kissing the houses with the
altitude kept increasing gradually. Wanting to experience whole of this sight, Catherine
relentlessly put her body out of the bed to reach out to the balcony which was
filled with creepers and boutiques. She took a look at the breath taking view
of the city from her balcony which gave her a relaxed piece of mind and an
undivided journey on to her past.
Having
dressed herself in a long white night pant and a girly pink coloured top she put
her speck of hair back to its original position that fell on her lips every
time the breeze kissed her from the back. She clamped it behind her ears so
that it would not be of a constant disturbance anymore and started playing with
the rain drops that approached her balcony. She splashed a couple of them with
her hand; allowing them to touch her face which gave her a reverberant
refreshment and joy. Climatic changes brought in a sudden flock of mild air that
kissed her face all over with at most sensuality. Closing her eyes, she
travelled five years backward with a voice “Bidding Adieu Catherine, It was nice being
with you” resonating all along her heart/mind.
Curtains
flocked in air, glasses went moist and the world stood still for she travelled
down her memory lane to experience eternal joy and happiness. With her swaying
curtains making the smallest of noises, there she goes to re-live her past, much
happily and involving.
5 Years Ago……
Catherine
reached the airport after dumping all of her clothes in a mega sized trolley
trying to accommodate as much she could and as much as it could hold. She had
saved all of her best clothes for this trip and she was so keen in getting them
aboard that she looks exquisitely beautiful on this trip. Catherine was dressed
in a curvy jean that enabled everybody admire her for her curves, a white pull
over that over fashioned her yet subtle and a loafer that portrayed her as a
trend setter amongst many other girls out there. People in the airport did not
miss to take a sneak peek at her for her beauty and the way she carried herself
away with people. Almost everybody in the airport noticed her and admired the
way she looked and behaved.
Catherine
managed to board her flight that headed for Singapore after a couple of hours
of tiresome wait. She took a quick look at the ticket and learnt that her seat
number was “A8”.
She
saw a young man of her age who was professionally well dressed, well-built and
handsome looking already occupied her seat for no reasons.
She
approached him, pointing at the seat uttered, “A8 is mine and I probably think
you are trans-positioned”
The
young man replied, “Oh my bad, mine is A9, sorry for the confusion, here you go madam”
he guided her to the seat leaving her some way to pass him beyond.
They
were sitting beside each other and got acquainted of their names. She was carried
away by his handsomeness and was so evident that she seriously liked him. They
hardly spoke during the entire due course of their flight and silence played
its part the rest of the time. They turned towards each other only to see each
other and smile but not to talk to each other. Their flight journey came to an
end only with silence doing all the talking. She bid him adieu to each other
reluctantly with their eyes asking for more time to be spent together.
A
couple of days later, Catherine had been to one of the most famous beaches in
the country. Watching the beach waters, waves and breezy evening along the
shore, Catherine felt rejuvenated. She praised the lord for creating nature as
beautiful as it was. The crystal clear water washed her off all the pain,
worries and sorrows that she had been going through for days together. It was
during one such evening she met Aryan again. He was found dressed in a
transparent white shirt and a three-fourth walking along the shore talking to
somebody over the phone. Seeing him, she could not hide her happiness for him,
running to him she uttered, “Heyy, remember me? We met in the flight”,
extending her hands covered with amorphous sand.
“Of course yeah Catherine, can I join you
for a walk along the shore?”, replied Aryan in an aim to strike
friendship with her. She could not just refuse the offer and in a jiffy she
nodded the head in joy and ecstasy for such an offer of her lifetime. It looked
as though God sent Aryan that moment for Catherine to fall in love with him yet
again. It looked as though they were destined to meet one more time to be
together in life under the vast blue cloud.
They
spoke the entire evening till they ran short of words to take it forward then. They
laughed, patted, smiled, giggled, made fun of each other and cared for each
other the entire conversation and looked not to end the whole of the talking
they did. They learnt that they had been to Singapore for a week’s time away
from family and friends to enjoy loneliness and re-discover themselves.
Aryan
and Catherine decided to spend rest of the days together to the places they
visited. They visited amusement parks, zoos, water parks, temples and movies
together like they are destined to be made for each other. They held their
hands tight wherever they went and she meant love; where he meant friendship. Aryan
was looking astonishing and Catherine looked fabulous and anybody would accept them
falling in love with each other. They were nearly inseparable throughout the
trip and they clinged on to each other for anything, anytime. She was completely
soaked in his beauty in the sights and sounds of Singapore.
It
was the last day of the trip and soon had come for both to depart.
“Bidding
Adieu Catherine, It was nice being with you, please stay in touch” uttered
Aryan and started walking towards the cab grabbing his baggage from the room.
“Nice
being with you too, I completely enjoyed your company, Aryan”,
uttered Catherine in a melancholic voice. Saying so, she started feeling numb and
void as if the whole life has come to a halt. She was gasping for breath and
tears started rolling down her eyes.
Aryan
started walking inches away towards the cab. She called him in a louder voice
and started running towards him to hug him. She hugged him so tight that even
air could not pass by and looked into his eyes deep to find Aryan puzzled and
indifferent.
“Aryan,
I don’t know what I never feel like leaving you and I don’t want to go away
from you. I just want to hold you and face the whole world standing beside you.
I want to spend every moment of my life with you and only with you” echoed
Catherine’s inner voice. She wanted to tell him all this the very moment, but
her heart always stopped every time she wanted to tell him all this.
She
was reluctantly unhappy that she did not get a chance to express her love for
Aryan and leaned towards him to kiss him on his lips. She helped Aryan’s lip meet
hers’ and when she kissed him love, a tear drop rolled from her eyes to reach
their lips. She suddenly realized the fact that he was not even holding her; he
was not reciprocating the same love that she had on him. In fact, she realized
the fact that he didn’t even love her. She suddenly took her lips away not to
make him uncomfortable and disgusting. Her love was after all one-sided.
With
tear drops flooding out at a constant egress, she tried to hide them from Aryan
and started running away from him bidding him adieu. She ran into the room and
exploded with tears. She filled the open space on the ground with her tear
drops and was left with nothing in her eyes to let them go off. She cried so
hard that the whole world to her meant nothing but crying.
Now…..
A
rain drop suddenly fell on her cheeks to make her realize that the journey to
her past came to an end and it is time for her to live the present. She just
opened her eyes to realize her husband sleeping next to her and he loved her
like anything more than the world. He looked after her like his queen, wife,
baby and more a friend. She somehow tried to love him the way she loved Aryan,
but failed eventually as it was something incomparable.
Whatsoever
she tried to do, her life failed to compensate for the void that Aryan created
in her life. How much ever she tried, she was not able to love her husband the
way she loved Aryan.
She
always keeps telling the fact that, “Aryan was the best thing happened to her
ever, no matter what!!”
She
keeps telling Aryan in air, “If I could choose between loving you and
breathing I would use my last breathe to say I love you”
“Under
the wide spread could, runs a million emotions across human and one such
eternal feel is love. When two people are meant for each other, no time is too
long, no distance is too far, no one can ever tear them apart. It is not hard
to find someone who tells you they love you, it is hard to find someone who
actually means it”
