She was born on a stormy rainy dark
night. Her life turned out to be like one as she grew up. One hell of a storm,
etched in the wildest of darkness, all ruffled up and scattered.
After 4 decades of her life, the doors
started closing on her face, one by one. They slammed on her face. Slapped,
trashed by life, she was crumbling and falling. Yet, she was trying to fight.
She was trying to rise from her ashes as she always used to do.
Being emotional, romantic,
sentimental, soft-hearted – she was left with a bleeding heart, torn and
tattered. Love was something that no longer existed for her. Not something she
believed in anymore. In fact, love was one thing she started fearing. Love was
traumatizing her. She had built a wall around her – least love comes in from
any corner and kills her soul again.
She had taken a stern and stubborn
decision for once and for all – she will not commit herself to anyone else
again, not allow love any entry into her life again, she will not fall in love
ever again.
Through all the storm she was going
through, falling, breaking, rising, fighting…she was definitely having men
wanting to date her, proposing to have flings, one night stands, sex and what
not. At times it became mind boggling, crazy and so hard to handle. One
decision, NO MORE, that was it.
Been there, done that. She knew it was
high time for her to settle her scrambled life, if at all she could. The least
she could afford to do then was get into another relationship. She knew that
she did not have the time. Neither the energy. Neither the emotions were alive.
All of these made her wonder where was
it all when she was younger? When she was single? When she could have looked
around before deciding to settle down on the man of her life, who disowned her
– she didn’t. She committed her life to the relationship and after almost two
decades it was all gone.
But Time has its own plans. Time makes
it own moves. When the walls were built and her emotions were killed, someone
said to her, “let me try.” Someone who was her friend during their teenage days
and had some liking for her. Someone who, unlike others did not ask her for
anything ever.
When they re-connected, he just wanted
to try, to be there, to just walk on. With no commitments, no false promises,
no fairy tale dreams.
Decades passed when they hardly
communicated with each other, at times with years when they did not even know
they existed. He surfaced back out of no-where and they re-connected as friends
again. They stayed in different states and cities. They met after ages. She
realized that his faith in her was just the same as it was 20 years back. After
over two decades, he was just as happy to see her as he was years back.
His indomitable trust in her made her
gain the faith she had lost gradually back again. It was some of her true
friends who pushed her to go on. And it was him. The light of his unconditional
friendship and love at the end of the tunnel. No demands. No taboos. Just being
there.
That was again a plan of time. When
she was bed-ridden due to an illness, he made it a point to smile at her. He
never burdened her with questions about the problems going on in her life, he
never gave sermons. The best part of him was he remained himself.
With no dreams for tomorrow, she couldn’t have asked God for someone better than him who would just glide along by her side.
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