Silence Kills, Speak Up

Silence can be deceptive. Speak up, you may never get a chance to say what you wanted to.




Take Care

He kept on looking at the steps, down to ground floor through the 2nd which she took to get out of sight of him; wondered she would turn back and look at him as in movies. But it wasn’t any movie and there was no background music playing behind all this. She had left.

He realized this as one of his friends patted him on the back to find him with drooping eyes and heavy heart. It was quite very natural though. There were people who hugged him, patted him and wished him good luck for the future.

But these all couldn’t bring him back from the thoughts of her wet eyes, the way she tried to hold them back trying not to be quite obvious. Clearing her throat she had said “All the best Apurv, Apna khayal rakhna, Take Care, Bye” “You too take care and miss you and miss your…” he had stopped.

“Miss You!! She would not have gone far away as she would have to walk up to the next circle to get a cab”.
He could hear these words. He wasn’t sure if it was his inner voice or someone else saying this. That didn’t matter much to him at that moment. He just didn’t want to lose those last few moments. He started being nostalgic. He wanted to take the last glimpses of her to preserve them till the next time when they meet (which was never in the near future).

He moved through the stair case from 3rd to ground floor with just few long jumps. It wasn’t that tough for him to take the stairs this time unlike the other days when he had thought it to be really tough when she had always insisted on preferring the stairs to the lift. As he increased his pace to move faster, he couldn’t stop the first drop of tear which he had held in the eyes since she left. Now, that was the moment when he felt how wrong he was.

The very next day evening he had his flight which would take him to yet another completely new world which he had chosen for himself. Till now, he knew “Change is the only constant”. He believed it and did it. But was puzzled why this single drop made him think that it was the biggest regret of his life? Why is he now having second thoughts regarding his decision to go abroad for his MBA, which he earned for his family and himself? Is he being kiddish and trying to prove to be a true sentimentalist?

These all came rambling faster than the pace of his ever increasing heart beat which had missed innumerable number of times as he got closer to her. He could hear his own heart beat thumping against his chest.

“Did she really mean when she said Take Care?”
“Didn’t she want to say anything more?”
“Won’t she miss me?”
“Take Care of those memories, those words and our friendship. Did she mean all that with those two words?” He was confused and wished to ask her about this.

The distance between both of them had started growing. He had slowed down. He stopped. He could see her walking down the road towards the circle. The circle wasn’t visible to him, but he had walked along with her to that place on the same right side of the road, she on his right. Six months back they both walked in that stormy dark night to catch the uncertain cab. Everything flashed before him like a movie.

He stood there firmly watching her slowly walk away from his life. He knew getting back to her was impractical. They would never be the same again. He couldn’t dare to move his eyes off her. She didn’t turn back as expected. But he wondered “Was she so special to me or am I afraid not to find some second person to fight with.”

He realized by then that he had compromised his life for his career. He knew where he stood and walked turning his back to her knowing that it was too late to change his decision. It was time to wipe off his face and let life play its role. He had just one thing to do – “Take Care”

11 broke the Silence...wen wud U?: (+add yours?)

Anonymous said...

very touching!
i almost could feel d pain..it hurts!! but thn thrz 1 thng fr sure, wen u get over it, u remem d good moments only nd acknowledge d fact tat wat a gr8 teacher tat event was..

but no doubt..it hurts..real bad..

Anonymous said...

oh frgot 2 mention..ParuL this side :)

drama queen said...

omigosh... look who's blogging... long time Shona... though i havent read a word till now... wait till i comment... Ahem

drama queen said...

errrmmm... i have loadsa things to say nw (as always)***clears throat*****

love stories shud always hv a tragic ending... ALWAYS... thats the best part of it... either it should be incomplete, or there must be stuff like deciet and extra marital, you know, the dirty stuff... coz or else... it is simply boring...
soch to.... apurva gets the girl... they get hitched and den fight over tomato sauce and mustard oil... that's like serious Du--uH !!!
what say Shonaaaa

ishee said...

Oh! My God.... u write so well man...im really amezed....exellent way to describe each n every moment.... a person can actually feel it ...though i dint have much idea about ur experinces bt i kud seriously see every thing..i really enjoyed it...HATS OFF!!! KEEP IT UP!!! GOD BLESS U !!!

Tapi said...

Hehehe....frankly speaking this story made me remember some old story of an old friend of mine who had a similar story....having said that I must agree that you are an excellent writer....made an story out of a single moment and the way you explained it was awesome....although I guessed the content of the story, I was really eager to know how well you are explaining it further....and you really stunned me by the beautiful ending....running down the 3rd floor itself tells how madly the person needs her just to have a glimpse of your beloved....and lastly tears reminded me of the words "Naina Thug Lenge"....anyways finally keep writing and "Take care"

Abhi said...

@Tapi: thanks for those words... well i wud take that Naina Thug Lenge words in some other context though :P

keep visiting

Abhi said...

@Parul: one can understand who has lost...

@drama queen: not all love stories need to end with tragedy... thr r ones with happy endings as well...

@ishee: thanks for those words. Keep visiting :)

theBlackNoise said...

Beautifully written mate....its true, many a times we fail to recognize feelings...might be because we are preoccupied with so many not so useful thoughts...might be because of a preconceived notion that "nahi yaar, aisa thode hi ho sakta hai?"...might be because the other person never musters up enough courage to show his/her feelings...might be it was supposed to be like this...but then why make life so complicated ? If you have feelings, why not express them rather than regretting later?
Regarding your statement "not all love stories need to end with tragedy... thr r ones with happy endings as well", well your statement itself tells about what is majority..but then that is the beauty of life...that is what makes us human...to love even though we are hurt...
Aaaarrghh...this is supposed to be your blog and I am writing my mind out here!!! sorry mate, its just that...daah nyways forget it...
Beautifully written...keep it up...

Abhi said...

Hey Bro!! Thanks for those words :) I liked that fact that it opened up your mind to speak up!! was good to hear u speak.. ur words have always been instrumental in giving loads of energy to all around.

Regarding love stories, yes it makes us stronger to love, one who is hurt knows what love is.. u value love.. true love!!

Anonymous said...

awesome write up dude.......and it does present reality.....true, all love stories don't end the same way.....have lot to say.......but words are eluding me...let's wait for the right tie to come.....Amit....