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Saturday, June 04, 2011

Without you... *Recommended*


Disclaimer: Mostly imaginary.

I wrote your name in the sand with my toe. Just the way you had written it years ago on another beach.
Back then, it was your name with mine.

I heard the song playing on my phone faintly through the sound of the tide. The song you had sung for me once - looking into my eyes and filling me with the love of the world. Or perhaps a world of love.

"It's going to hurt. And it's going to hurt like hell." I exactly knew what Ranjita meant when she had said that. My trust on you had become equivalent to my trust on the fact that love exists in the world. And today I felt like my soul had been squeezed out of my body through my heart.

I cannot describe what I was feeling at that moment. Because like the hues of the sky, there were so many emotions at the same time. I was choking under the weight of the anger, the fear, the sorrow, the joy, the relief (well, yes), the desperation, the hope and the utter darkness that seemed to have blinded me for over twenty days. Ever since the door was banged shut on my face.

I saw the reflection of the sun on the wet beach. It looked like the sun was right there- like a fish out of water, wriggling its last moments away on the sand.

I looked above the horizon and the sun was still there. In all its glory. With all its light.

The reflection of the sun may have gone wet - but the sun knew that there was more to him than the reflection. The sun was bright. The sun was as powerful.


I walked on, leaving your name behind me on the sand. I heard the waves splash and move back. My feet sank slightly .. perhaps to the shock that your name had been wiped off... but I had no time to wait.


The song on the phone had come to an end. I kept walking.



5 comments:

  1. Loved the way u saw things differently and the way u put them:
    "The reflection of the sun may have gone wet - but the sun knew that there was more to him than the reflection."
    "My feet sank slightly .. perhaps to the shock that your name had been wiped off... but I had no time to wait."

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  2. hey AJ it seems intense... jst hope everything fine with u... cheers

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  3. I read it finally, beautifully written!

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  4. subhashish mandal27 June 2011 at 7:51 PM

    nice
    poetic,brief, quite and clear......

    a sense of having said much

    and yet not
    Subu

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