Her calm, unwavering eyes were fixed on the sky for hours. Don’t know whether it was her desire or longing for someone, but Megha was lost in her own world — unaware of her surroundings, people, and all the hustle bustle.
A sudden jolt of vibration, which brought her back to the real world, diverted her eyes from the sky and mind from thoughts. Her phone's ringtone woke her up and as soon as she took out her phone from the purse, her heart skipped a beat. “This must be some dream?” she muttered.
She gasped for breath and mustered the courage to take the call — staring at her phone screen in disbelief — but just then a hand fell on her shoulder. A girl, the person she rushed into this evening while marching in haste to grab her favorite sitting spot, was smiling while looking at her, and even before Megha could utter a word, the girl spoke. “Sorry yaar, just realized that our phones got exchanged when we collided,” said she while handing over a phone to Megha — the exact replica Megha herself owned.
Everything fell in place instantly for Megha then. “Yes, you are right. This must be your phone. This can’t be mine,” said Megha while exchanging phones. Her their eyes met with that of the girl, and a faint smile ran across Megha’s face, but she could not hide moisture in her eyes—sun rays falling straight on her face too exposed the very emotion she had.
Megha was standing still, looking back and forth, from her phone screen to the sky, and she heard that girl’s voice again, “Yes Papa, where are you?”
Megha quickly moved out of that place with a hopeful wish. Maybe the phone will ring again, Maybe same name will flash on her phone’s screen now.
“I will pick up the call without fail,” she told her heart.
Her brain jostled her back to real life — you know the truth sweetheart. “Yes, I do,” she said to herself while looking up at the sky again, with the moisture still glued to her eyes, and eyes glued to the phone screen.
we loose then whom we love most.
ReplyDeleteand lost in a way, we can never get them back, physically.
What is left is the affection and love.
Some losses leave you with such longing that anger and sadness become a constant companion, for the loss of any other emotion..
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