Fate is the
director of your life story. It would make sure your life has every essence to
be a complete movie one day. How could have my fate lagged behind? One more
month passed by, we had our Christmas vacations to enjoy. It was Sneha’s plan to spend Christmas in her
uncle’s resort in Lonavala. Kartik, Sneha, Arjun, Himarsha and I left for our
three days plan. Mom was reluctant in letting me go, but then, she wanted me to
get out of the cocoon shell I was living in. She let me go. I was happy to the core, this was new for me.
The first ever time I would spend three days without mom.
I loaded the
bag pack over my shoulder and hurried to Sneha’s honking Chevrolet down my
apartment. Kartik drove the car while I took the co driver’s seat. Sneha, Arjun
and Himarsha happened to giggle every now and then for no reason. That
irritated me at some point but they were just not ready to share their secret
joke with me. I ignored them and took my head out of the window in that cold
foggy winter morning. The mild sun rays kissed my skin making it seem radiant.
The air blew my hair all across my face with its intensity. For a moment, I
travelled to a completely different world. I travelled to a place called
paradise where one finds joy in small little things of this world. I remembered
my childhood days when my Dad used to plan out monthly picnics. I remembered
the joyous and jubilant eyes of mine when we first owned a car. I remembered my
habit of peeping out the window pane and I remembered the sweet little scolding
of dad when I did it.
Tears
emerged in my painful heart and found a way out through my eyes while the air
blew my tears away in some distant past. I looked at my right; Kartik seemed to
be serene and calm. He looked at me and our eyes met. I smiled at him
sheepishly. He smiled back and cupped my cheek. It seemed as if he understood
the volcano of emotions erupting down my heart. We took a halt at a roadside
dhaba to have the morning tea. The warm touch of the clay cup shielded us from
the chilly blowing wind. The giggles we shared sitting over the wooden cot in
that dhaba holds beautiful reminiscence in our hearts even today.
Later that
afternoon, we reached to the resort and headed for our rooms. I, Sneha and
Himarsha shared one and another one was shared by those wild asses. It was
Christmas morning. Somehow, Christmas always made me happy and filled my heart
with new hope all over again. The evening fell and we walked towards the Catholic
Church of the resort. We rested ourselves on the smooth brown wooden bench
while our eyes transfixed on the beautiful woman of glory, Mary and her divine
son, Jesus. I closed my eyes and wished for a new dawn in my life. Who knew my
wish would be granted, who knew that wish would bring a dawn in my life or a
deep dusk which would never fade away.
“We have an
awesome dance and dinner party starting within next ten minutes. We should
better move.” Sneha said. Everyone hooted in unison, I preferred giving a smile
because the church gave me much pleasure than any disco can ever give.
The dance
began. We shook our crazy leg letting out all the bondage of our heart out. Few
moments later, the track turned slow again. “A thousand years” was the track.
The time I began moving out of the floor, I felt a clutch in my hand. I turned
behind. Kartik held my hand and looked straight into my eyes. His eyes were
innocent, true yet so firm. He pulled me closer and slid his hand on my waist.
His warm breath rubbed with my ears. “I’ll love you for a thousand years” he
repeated, as if he meant them.
“How you
ever heard of a tale where a bad boy turns good just to get the girl of his
dreams?” he asked softly. I nodded in negation.
“But I have
felt that. I am a bad and irresponsible guy who wants to change. Who wants to
take up the responsibility of his family, who now wants to be careful with his
life. Who wants that one girl in his life.” He whispered back.
“What you
mean?” I asked with a shivering voice. Somewhere my heart knew what he meant
but I did not want to accept that.
“I just want
to say, I have always found me as an emotionless person. But, whenever I see
deep down in your beautiful eyes, I find those emotions. I find someone to whom
I can put out my heart and let her comfort it, let her take it away, let her
love it back. I am probably not the best person for you. But, I know just one
thing that I will never let you cry, doesn’t matter if I cry oceans. I will
give you the best out of me and to tell you what you mean to me I have just few
words” He paused and closed his eyes. I could feel him coming closer to me. His
breath paced. I had my hand placed on his chest. I could feel his heartbeats
growing faster. I knew what was about to happen next. I knew that I can’t let
it happen; still somewhere in my heart of hearts I let him embrace me more. I
gift the moment passing by a life. He embraced me a little more in his arms.
I saw his
lips slowly moving. He brought them near
my ears and whispered “I love you Aditi,”
I hugged him
back. My heart just beat the best moment of my life. I clutched my arms on his back. I have lived
his part of love for me in few moments. I closed my eyes and leaned my head on
his chest.
For a moment
I forgot about the world, I forgot about the people dancing around us. I had my
life, hugging me with all his passion. I had everything. My heart wanted to
shout back “I love you too,” My lips were ready to pronounce the confession of
my heart. But then something pushed me back. I couldn’t allow my heart to
confess its feelings.
I pulled
myself out of his arms and ran away out of the disco. It was an attempt to run
away from his love and moreover it was a run away from me.
The very
next moment, I found myself in the isolated garden of the resort, weeping. I
sat on the wooden bench somewhere in the darkness against the crescent moon.
“You can’t
run away from yourself. Confess that you love me too.” He shouted walking out
of the darkness.
“I can’t
love you,” I shouted. I wasn’t telling him but I was telling this to myself.
“You do love
me… I had seen it in your eyes. Even now they are shedding the love which you
aren’t allowing yourself to give me.” He said and sat next me.
I tried
controlling myself but failed. I put my arms around him and cried out loud “I
can’t love you… I just can’t love you Kartik and if I do still I can’t commit
my life to you”
“I don’t
know anything. I just know that I love you,” He said and came near me. My eyes
had lost its tears. They were crying because I took the sight of Kartik from
them and now the sight was back and they were again lost in his eyes. His eyes
had the same passion of love. He smoothed a stray lock of hair behind my ear.
“I Love you,” He whispered. His lips were just a moment away from mine. They
wanted to meet. I closed my eyes and let his love paint my lips with the color
of love.
In no time,
he was holding me from my neck and I felt his lips pressing my lips. A shiver
of love moved down my spine. It was my first kiss. Again I forgot the moment
and let my heart live. My love earned few more moments of life.
-Dhristy
Dasgupta (Blogger at Maple Leaf )
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