It was a 2nd Saturday, they were supposed to meet today at a
new place. The agenda of today's date was very different.
I don't want to do
this. This is wrong, why me?
He had called Neha at the entry gate of Nainital, he hadn't
the faintest idea why, maybe because that was the way out Nainital, something
philosophical, it was all too much. Maybe it served as a conduit of sorts,
reminding people, that things can come and go out of your life, but they might
not stay forever, doesn't matter upon your will, it's just that…
When things have to
leave, they leave, when people have to leave, they leave, and it's not just
because of their will sometimes, it's the circumstances that make this happen
sometimes.
Circumstances, a word I
had earlier thought was for the weak, but sometimes, some things are just
unavoidable, life is just too unfair, I can't do this to her! We both love each
other. Irony is a word which suits this situation much more. What could be
worse than this?
She was always punctual, a quality that was rare in people,
that he would find out later, he himself, well, he used to always be early,
that habit he would shake off later on in life.
It was almost time. He was standing at one side of the road,
she would be coming from the opposite side. She would have to cross, why
couldn't he just wait for her there? He didn't want to face her. Although, it
didn't make much sense, he would have to face her after 2 minutes, well, we
human beings are quite complex and stupid, ironical in ourselves in some sense.
"ABHISHEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK!"she shouted.
She's here.
He looked up.
"Wait, there, I'm coming."
She was crossing the road and then it happened.
