He stood there with arms wide open and looking towards the sky. It was hard to say whether he was welcoming the rain or awaiting a few answers as if they were to come from above. He liked the way the waves were caressing his feet, washing away the dirt deposited by the previous wave and adding some of its own. It was like dying and getting resurrected in the same moment. He badly wished if it were possible to wipe away the writings on one’s mind and start afresh.
He had convinced her to let go off her past.
He knew that Sagar loved her very much and they had been the best of friends for over 15 years now. He knew that no one could ever love her as much as Sagar did and she would be the happiest woman in the world if she were to marry him. They have had best of times together; they have shared every moment of their lives with each other and it would be poetic justice if they were to be together.
He had convinced her to accept Sagar’s proposal.
He hated playing God. He dint like the power he had, to change people’s lives. It’s a huge responsibility and at the same times a huge burden. If at all he dint knew Sagar and his love for her would he have convinced her to accept his proposal? Wouldn’t he himself…… He just shook his head as if it was futile to think on these lines. Things that are said may be forgotten but things that are unsaid may never be forgotten, had said one of his friends. How true he thought to himself. He knew that he had to let this moment of weakness pass very quickly because he can’t afford to be weak when he had been the symbol of strength for many.
He smiled to himself thinking about them.
The intensity of the rain has increased and he was no longer able to stare into the sky. He lowered his head and looked at the ocean. He loved the ocean right from his childhood. He had always thought that there are so many things that are common between him and the ocean. It’s accommodating nature, its expansiveness, its turbulence, he could relate to these qualities. He was thinking if ever the sky and ocean could unite? Or is it that they are never separated in first place? He dismissed that thought from his mind saying to himself that there is no time for such deliberations.
“Sagar……….”, shouted her voice. He turned back and started walking towards her.
He had convinced her to let go off her past.
He knew that Sagar loved her very much and they had been the best of friends for over 15 years now. He knew that no one could ever love her as much as Sagar did and she would be the happiest woman in the world if she were to marry him. They have had best of times together; they have shared every moment of their lives with each other and it would be poetic justice if they were to be together.
He had convinced her to accept Sagar’s proposal.
He hated playing God. He dint like the power he had, to change people’s lives. It’s a huge responsibility and at the same times a huge burden. If at all he dint knew Sagar and his love for her would he have convinced her to accept his proposal? Wouldn’t he himself…… He just shook his head as if it was futile to think on these lines. Things that are said may be forgotten but things that are unsaid may never be forgotten, had said one of his friends. How true he thought to himself. He knew that he had to let this moment of weakness pass very quickly because he can’t afford to be weak when he had been the symbol of strength for many.
He smiled to himself thinking about them.
The intensity of the rain has increased and he was no longer able to stare into the sky. He lowered his head and looked at the ocean. He loved the ocean right from his childhood. He had always thought that there are so many things that are common between him and the ocean. It’s accommodating nature, its expansiveness, its turbulence, he could relate to these qualities. He was thinking if ever the sky and ocean could unite? Or is it that they are never separated in first place? He dismissed that thought from his mind saying to himself that there is no time for such deliberations.
“Sagar……….”, shouted her voice. He turned back and started walking towards her.
23 comments:
I was expecting a "Kal Ho Na Ho"...nice twist...Well written..
Saala...you should credit when you quote you know :) Chal maaf kar diya :)
Effing awesome! And I'm serious :)
Jeez, quite the new kid on the block aren't you?
Long way to go, but I can see you getting there. And the recent posts are a wonderful start :)
Loved this: "It’s accommodating nature, its expansiveness, its turbulence, he could relate to these qualities. He was thinking if ever the sky and ocean could unite? Or is it that they are never separated in first place?" -- well written!
F***er. Pardon the language :)
@ Musafir - Yeah I shud have quoted you . Wll do that. Better late than never. :) . Thought you were joiking until u said "I'm serious :)" :). Thanks dood for the comment, it gives me encouragement to write.
@ Ramesh - Thanks you :)
Wow .. That was nice .. Specially the bit about the sky and the occean .. Would they unite ?? hmm .... it's more like there's an unity between them - the sky, stars, occean and when u are gazing too deeply - even ur mind .. All of them integrate seamlessly ....
P.S - Pity, only guys ask me for counsel !! :( :(
@ Karthik - Glad u like it. There is nothing separating the sky and the ocean as I see it. :)
hey as Musafir said for a ne wkid on the block you are doing 'effing well' ;)
but then what is it with Rain,romance,darkness,ocean etc etc...
why are always thes ettings so staid? One would wodner with such a setting Cupid would ahve no job in the Brazillian rainforests...
and the alter ego twist was good..:)
Sigh...considering the spate of 'love lorn' posts of 'self satisfied persons emotionally and intellectually' I think I have to recheck the meaning of the word 'self sufficient'...
@ Girish - Its just a story dood. U know the reality don ya ?;)
wow!! when u told me about the story,i couldnt guessed that it wud turn out so well.
Awesome man!And as Raj says 'quite the new kid on the block!Dark horse.Really gud for the first attempt,may be u can write about me and not insult me.
Now iam waiting for the real story,and wondering if this too was inspired by the "eye"! ;)
@Samudraa - You guessed it rite, this was indeed inspired by the eye. I did set out write about her but ended up wid this thing. I want to make that special ;)
Thanks for the compliments showered on me, yeah shall write more. :)
You write quite well as well..i loved this post.....Keep blogging ! I will come back....
and thanks......
@ Blade - Thanks :)
@ Pinki - Welcome to my world. Glad u liked it :)
Hey you right amazing...the depiction is as if u are standing next to the protagonist and listening to what he s thinking!! I love this style of writing !!
Bt Catch 22 says all abt u..well doesnt give a comfy feeling...do u really live Catch 22 kind of life...just plain enquisitive !!
hmm..the gud part is that reader identifies with the protagonist in a very few words.. i dont know if ur looking at a literary career.. but this is gud writing..
He hated playing God. He dint like the power he had, to change people’s lives. It’s a huge responsibility and at the same times a huge burden.
With trust comes in more responsibilities. :-|
hey hi...
thanks for stopping by my blog
grt read here ....love the connection u revealed with nature..
take care
@ Rashmee - Am glad you liked the style of writing. Thanks a lot :)
Well as to catch22, I kinda live contradicting lives one for my ownself and another for the rest of the world. There are lot of things that are contradicting in these two lives.Hence the name.:)
@How do we know - Literary career, thats the biggest compliment I have ever got :)
@ Badri - So true isnt it, the more people trust you with your decisions the more responsible u become for their lives.
@ Nitika - Thanks for dropping by. :). And yes the connection wid ocean is something I believe I have :)
Yeah probably...they take there own time to come true..:)
mebbe ur rite but wat i believe is nothing can happen until its written in ur desting ..watsoever u do for it...mebbe its coz things have not worked for me...but i do believe that
interesting.. i was a little lost there..thinking at the end so who is sagar :-) then i read it again.. nice!
* "He liked the way the waves were caressing his feet, washing away the dirt deposited by the previous wave and adding some of its own..."
nice one...pleasant blog mate :)
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