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Good-bye !
I twist the band on my left ring finger. I never know what to do with my hands, especially when I'm nervous.
My mind flies back to the last night when I got the news that two of my good friends are getting married. I was really excited to go to the wedding . But then it suddenly hit me that he is going to be there. We are both close with the bride and groom. So there's no chance I won't see him.
No sooner had I entered the grand wedding than I saw him at the hall before he sees me. My heart stopped beating. The whole scene freezed.
I was transported back 10 years : surrounded by books on our college library where we both first met. Our backpack straps around both shoulder, our hands in each other's blesser pockets as we met up briefly between classes - a kiss, a hug , a perfect couple. We were a brochure for young love.
At present, now I see him see me and his face lights up.I know that face by heart.
How many times have I imagined this meeting in the past decade ?
But now we've both moved on.
I smile at him. He comes near me.
He asks hesitantly, "Hey! How are you ?"
"I'm good. Tum kaise ho ?"
"Theek hu ..if you don't mind thori der baith k baat kar sakte hai"
I nod at him.
We sit, surrounded by glossy tables.
I let myself really look at him for the first time. No wonder he is still damn handsome. He smiles looking at me, and I see the boy I loved in the man across from me.
"Can you believe it's been 7 years since we last saw each other ?" he asks.
"Eight," I correct him. Suddenly I remember that night when we both went our own ways, thinking that we wouldn't meet again.
There is a long pause.
He rests his arm on the table for a moment .
"I ...I miss you...I miss the old days..I miss the old us.." He says.
His eyes start to water.
"Are you crying ?" I ask.
"No," he says, wiping his teary eyes. "It's just really dusty in this.. this ketchup is really spicy," he says gesturing to the untouched food between us.
We both laugh, which suddenly makes me cry too.
"Why are you crying? " he asks. "You miss me as much as I miss you ?"
I shake my head.
He laughes seeing me like this.
There is another long pause.
"Can we please bring the old school romance back in our lives ? I really wanna give us a second chance" he says it just above a whisper across the table.
I utter softly, " Sometimes, two different people feel the same for eachother, but at different times. How ironic right ?
He looks confused.
I stare at him before saying, " It has been years and there are still people who keep on asking about us. They ask me if we're still together, they ask me how we've been and ask me if we still talk about things. I don't know but whenever someone tries to bring up the past, whenever someone tries to throwback what's done, my heart aches like if you weren't gone. Guess that's how a heartbreak is supposed to be.
"Tarika listen.." he tries to speak something but I cut him with "There was a time you failed to understand my love. You failed to notice those small efforts. Even then, when you put an end to everything, I begged you at the time to reconsider."
"And now you are saying to re-open things again? " I blurt out.
"I didn't know then. I thought something better would come along" he says. His eyes fill with tears, and I don't think I have to ask him if something better came along .
"Please don't try to comeback again in my life because if I see you again, I may not be able to handle myself anymore. I will break down terribly, I will try to go back, maybe I'll forget all the insults again, so I don't want to see you again. Because getting over you is the hardest thing that I have ever had to do. Um, I don't think I could do it again," I sigh with a heavy heart.
He stares at me for a couple of minutes and then smiles with moist eyes. He holds my hand gently and says, " Even if we can't be together in the end, I'm glad that you were a part of my life. Thank you!"
My hands have stopped shaking now, and I finally know what to do with them : I squeez his hand, then wave good-bye.
Sometimes you have to make a decision that will break your heart but will give peace to your soul.
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