Thursday, September 9, 2010

this is how it began

I am a new born ,  I don’t need too many words to tell what I want ,
I just ‘ve to cry , and everyone knows …..
             

                                          This is how it began
The rickshaw had started moving gently , catching pace with every pedal , he had loads to tell her , how he felt, why he was angry , why he came all the way to a strange place to see her.
But her presence made it so difficult , and words wont come out , he never realized up until then  , how breathtakingly beautiful things around her get , how hard it is to be angry around her , coz when you look at her , all your heart waits for , is a smile , and so addicting , that it surpasses all high..
Its was like HE gave him crayons and a blank sheet and asked him to draw whatever he could , and he drew what he wanted…him , her , the tattered road , the rickshaw , the trees growing by the side , witnessing all that happened…. the puddles which would splash water when disturbed , as if they liked being  stepped onto , like small kids splashing water at each other in a pool , and as they splash the smile grows to a chuckle and then the innocent laughter , binding them for eternity.
 He realized ,its only with her ,  he adores what he can see, coz she animated his world , coz she filled colors in his pictures bright yellows ,soothing green , limitless blue…
What he could not draw , was the past , what had just happened , that had made things so bitter , so fucking sad.
It took him a while to gather himself , for shattered he was  ,and he began in a low voice.
She heard him , and there was no response , no questions asked , no remorse ,all he could observe was  the smile. the smile the wanted to capture , its one thing to see a smile , another to feel it and a totally different experience to kiss it..
He wanted to kiss her smile and tell her hw much he wanted her , hw much he loved her..
Bt he held himself, and he dare not make an eye contact , for he would ‘ve lost all the courage..
As the rickshaw reached the station , there was this sudden urge in him to get off and run far away , but no longer a kid, he held his poise , hugged her and bid adieu..
He felt as if it was the last time he  was seeing her , a vacuum had crept in absorbing and eating him away from the inside . ...it was going to be a long day…a fucking long day…

to be contd.

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