Letting Go
Meera always wandered is it her bad luck or it is she who is the bad one and the reason behind everything?First it was her Mother and now Father!
Its been 16 years now that her mother passed away.And everyday she thought if she could just reverse time,if only her mother would have left 5 mins earlier to pick her up,maybe then she would be alive now!
She dealt with it every now and then,She was alone and lonely.After her Mother She thought she could rely on her father,but then he too left her alone.She wasn't complaining,she knew her father had never been happy since her mother passed away and she wasn't going to stop him.Everyone has the right to live their life,so does he even when that meant her to be left alone.
She herself crushed her heart that day when he had said that he found his true love,and that he wants to live with her.She had seen only happiness in his eyes,and how could she take that away from him.She wasn't selfish.She loved him and she knew the people we love,we never hurt them.
That night she had analysed what would happen if she would have acted selfish and not let him go.But somewhere deep down she understood it would have been wrong.Its easy to hurt someone but very difficult to make them smile.
All she has is her Father,and if he is happy,she is too.
He visited her from time to time.He still had her parental rights though,he didn't give up that on her.She knew he loved her too,but he was lonely.And she wasn't enough to fill it.
She had everything possible from him,except him.But that shouldn't matter because in the end she thought he is happy,and that's all that matters.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
You Promised,So I waited
Ron was seated at the railway station.He had packed his luggage full of happiness and his dream was just a train journey away.
He gazed at the tickets in his hand and smiled to himself.Finally they were going to be together.
Time seemed to pass fast.He looked at his watch it was four on dot.He would be here anytime now.
There awaited a new beginning,just a matter of hour and they would board the train heading towards their destination.
He had full faith in him,he knew Bob always kept his promises.So when he said he would come,that meant he would.
A soft country music played,and people moving about waiting for their train.Everything seemed rhythmic and tuned up,maybe it was because he had never been this happier before.He turned looking around at people and thought it wasn't any bad.At intervals trains went up and down,there was sudden rush at one moment and at one time it was just hush- hush.
An Asian couple cuddling and kissing at one corner and the Station Master was seated at his office at the other corner.
He checked with the station clock,it was almost five.The train was too reach station at anytime now,but Bob hadn't reached yet.
He flipped his phone open and typed in a SMS.
The train entered the station and people started to gather up as close as possible.
When his cell phone suddenly came into life.He flipped it and pressed it to his ear.
"Where are you,Bob? The train is already here."
"I'm so sorry!"
"What is it,tell me!"
"We are not destined to be together.I cant leave my parents for you.I'm sorry.Bye!"
There was a faint chime sound which drowned in the midst of loud noise of engine
The train started moving and in matter of minutes it was out of the tunnel.All his dreams;hopes;wishes began to speed away in front of his eyes.
He looked at his clenched fist and tightened around the paper hard enough.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
If Only
She had been pacing around the room from the last half an hour.She simply couldn't make up her mind,or maybe it was her shame that withheld her from dialing the number.
What would she say first?whether She should say 'Hello' or Just start babbling out the frustration and disconnect,she couldn't decide.
Her heart and mind was building up desperation,and she knew she had to talk to her, at least once.
Though she was doubtful about how to start up the conversation and she had been having second thought about whether she should drop the idea but she couldn't keep her mind still.She desperately needed peace of mind and that would only be after confrontation.
She took a deep breath and finally gathered up some enthusiasm and dialed.
"Hello" a sharp,but sober voice welcomed the call.
"Hii,Pooja",she replied.She could feel a reaction change on the other side to her voice.
"What do you want now?" this time there was more of despair and anger,way different and unwelcoming.
"I just want to say,I'm S...." but before she could finish the line dropped dead.
She held the phone to her ears for a moment and the beep seemed to grow louder and finally dropped the receiver on the couch.
She had never wanted anything to go wrong. Pooja and she had been best-friends since childhood,and she wouldn't do anything to hurt her on purpose.She regretted that something like this came up between them and brought the end of their long bonded friendship.
She wanted a chance to explain. Pooja who is a best-friend but more than that like a sister had left her.
She knew it was all her fault,and she agreed to all of Pooja's allegation.Falling in love with your best-friend's boyfriend of course isn't right.
But she couldn't help it.She wanted to explain about all of this to her.She wanted a chance to say sorry.
Its been a week,Pooja had left country breaking away all her ties with her.She missed her.Everything was unanswered and she had been growing frustration and going into depression from the guilty of it.
It felt as if someone has heaved a large rock on her chest and its chocking her.She needs to get it off as soon as possible or else she wouldn't see the end of it.
While she was drowned in thought,a sudden tap on her shoulder reverted her mind to present.She turned around,and it was her Mom standing there.
She instantly threw her arms around,hugging her,started sobbing.
"Mom,She wont listen to me.I dint mean to hurt her, intentionally.It just happened.I wanted to say 'Sorry'!"
"It's okay Sweety,in time she will forget all about it."
"But I miss her.She is gone and I know she will never come back!"
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Give Me a Reason
He knew everything was over!
The thing bothered him wasn't that she was leaving,but the reason she had given.He simply couldn't fit it in after all these years of relationship.
How could he misjudge it.He felt the love was true.And now she has proved it all false.
Did she never love him?
Thoughts filled up his head as he sat at the corner of the room watching her pack.
Brian thought of stopping her,make her change her decision.But he knew it wasn't going to happen.She will leave and after the reason,he understood it would actually be meaningless to stop her.
He dint have the slightest idea that he would hear this from her.This morning everything had seemed perfect.
Yet she finally said,"Brian,I think this will not work."
"What! Why suddenly?"
"No its not suddenly,I have been thinking of this from quite a while,now."
"I thought....."
"See! I don't want to make it tough for any of us.I need to move out."
"But why? there must be some explanation!"
"Because I'm bored!"
"What,you are bored? of me? What is the alternative of your "Sudden" bored of me?"
"Brian,its over! I'm breaking up with you! is that enough,now?"
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Why so Unfaithful?
Little Polly was scribbling on the piece of paper,writing down different names analyzing each one of them twice about which one would perfectly match.
She suddenly exclaimed "Maria,we name him,Buttons!"
Maria,the nanny had extended her had to help the little girl.She loved her and she knew she was very happy to find someone as a friend.
She had found him,under a maple tree,all scared and shaking.It had rained heavily and his soft skin was wet with it.She knew either he will end up dead or lost if she left him there.So she brought him home.
She hid him in Maria's room.She knew her parents forbids her of any pet but she couldn't leave him there.His innocent brown eyes seemed to ask for help.
Her parents usually were busy with their work and it was Maria,the only person who gave her the attention that she needed.But Maria wasn't always available.When she had the work at the house,she wasn't able to play with her.
She needed someone,a friend to play with her all the time.And it seemed to her the little one could be her friend.
She dreams about bathing him,feeding him,playing with him.She couldn't concentrate in class and often caught daydreaming by the teachers.
She desperately waited for the school to get over so that she could get home to him.
It was Parents-Teacher meeting day when her parents found out about her deteriorating grades and followed by a piled up complaint from the teacher.
She was scolded very bad and the parents even found out about him.She cried and begged and pleaded from them to keep him.But they wouldn't listen to her nor Maria.
Her fall in grades added more to their disapproval.They tied a collar belt and walked him out the door to take him to the animal-shelter.
She hugged Maria and saw him leave in front of her eyes.Her heart sank more when he dint even turn to look once.He dint whimper yelp nor howl.It seemed he wasn't attached to little Polly at all.
Maria,looked down at her sad face.She knew Polly really cared about him,and loved him dearly.
Polly softly murmured,"Bad Puppyyyy....."
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Rain Man
Two pointed knives were held below her chin so that her one wrong move would kill her.
One of the goons said,"Such a beauty is getting wasted.I wish I could taste her just once." and he bent down to caress her face.
She wanted to turn away but the tip of the knives poked her skin.
Suddenly like a shadow from the dark,a Stranger appeared behind them.
It had been raining heavily all evening.She was waiting to get a taxi when the goons attacked her.
He pushed them away and snatched the knife from one of them and shouted out loud,"Let her go!"
She stood glued as she watched the goons being beaten down by this Man.It was dark and she couldn't make out the exact appearance of this man.
She was shaken and horrified,she wanted to run away but her feet somehow seemed heavy enough to move.
The goons were lying down in the road unconscious and even in the dark she noticed that blood was oozing out from the side of this stranger's forehead and arms.
He had saved her life.She wanted to thank this man,who came out of nowhere and helped her.But before she could say anything,he had turned away and in matter of seconds he vanished into the dark,blending into the rainy night.
She was lucky enough,this time to get a cab,instantly and was headed home.She reached home,but the rain hadn't stopped.Before she stepped in a thought crossed her mind.
It was such an eventful night,a Stranger had saved her life in return for nothing.She could never be able to repay him back with anything,moreover nothing would be equal enough.She wanted to just say 'Thank You',but he was gone even before she blinked.She knew,he was a stranger;her savior that night,his role was just till that,and when it was over,he left.
"Maya,come in now and sit by the fire place,dear." an elderly woman's voice came from the house.
She glanced up and walked inside,closing the door behind.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Say "Goodbye! to Grandma..."
She stood there at the door,watching him go.How desperately she wanted them to stay,yet she couldn't say anything at all.
It had all been so sudden,and the news just came out of the blue,sweeping her off her feet.She was helpless and she very well knew,she couldn't do anything to make it change.
His innocent small eyes turned to get one last glance of her.He admired her simple,sober attire,standing still at the door,wearing a white silk kanjivaram sari with a faded golden border.She looked divine.
She waved her hand at him,one last time and watched him getting seated and in seconds the engine roared and the car was moving away.
He skeptically asked his mother,"Why cant she go with us?"
But his soft voice was overpowered by the loud sound of the engine.He had been curiously asking the same question from the night before,but haven't been able to get just the right answer to satisfy his tender heart.
He turned to look at her again as though no of it was enough,and she still was standing there waving consistently and wiping her tears with the ends of her sari.
The car caught speed and quickly moved out the front gate.
She turned back and walked through the hallway to the drawing room.Silence filled up the room,it felt empty without him,his laughter,his giggles and everything else about him.
She walked up the stairs to his room,and saw at one corner there hung his school shirt.She picked it up and pressed it against her face,a faint smell of him flooded her,his pencil box laid on the side drawer,she picked it up and ran her fingers across,and uncontrolled emotions flowed in form of tears and stained her cheeks.
The wall seemed to press in,she needed some fresh air.She moved out of the room and walked up to the balcony,and sat on her arm chair.
Memories of him filled her head.She remembered every moment spent with him,each of them etched in her mind.How she had to lure him to finish his glass of milk,or the stories she narrated every night.How he used to lay his small head on her lap and play with her.She missed all of it.
She very well knew his tricks too.He woke up early and sat by her side during her morning prayer with the hope of getting those laddos (Indian sweet delicacy),and he thought she dint know! A faint smile was to appear on her face but it was withheld by the change in her thought.
She knew he is gone.She couldn't watch him grow in front of her eyes.She very well knew talking over the phone isn't going to be same as staying with him.How will she live now? She longed if they would stay.But she knew it was once in a lifetime opportunity for her son.
Mothers never come in between the happiness of her children.So was she.She let them go,no matter how broken and lonely she felt.
.jpg)
She missed the little one the most,after all he was like a little friend to her.He was bought to the house in her arms,when his small fingers had cuddled around hers and his eyes blinked melting a grandmother's heart.Her mind lost in deep thoughts and memories.
While the birds flew back home and an orangish glow filled in the place,gradually turning darker and finally vanishing away into the darkness completely.Somewhere the chirping of the sparrows slowly fainted into the night.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
She waved her hand at him,one last time and watched him getting seated and in seconds the engine roared and the car was moving away.
He skeptically asked his mother,"Why cant she go with us?"
But his soft voice was overpowered by the loud sound of the engine.He had been curiously asking the same question from the night before,but haven't been able to get just the right answer to satisfy his tender heart.
He turned to look at her again as though no of it was enough,and she still was standing there waving consistently and wiping her tears with the ends of her sari.
The car caught speed and quickly moved out the front gate.
She turned back and walked through the hallway to the drawing room.Silence filled up the room,it felt empty without him,his laughter,his giggles and everything else about him.
She walked up the stairs to his room,and saw at one corner there hung his school shirt.She picked it up and pressed it against her face,a faint smell of him flooded her,his pencil box laid on the side drawer,she picked it up and ran her fingers across,and uncontrolled emotions flowed in form of tears and stained her cheeks.
The wall seemed to press in,she needed some fresh air.She moved out of the room and walked up to the balcony,and sat on her arm chair.
Memories of him filled her head.She remembered every moment spent with him,each of them etched in her mind.How she had to lure him to finish his glass of milk,or the stories she narrated every night.How he used to lay his small head on her lap and play with her.She missed all of it.
She very well knew his tricks too.He woke up early and sat by her side during her morning prayer with the hope of getting those laddos (Indian sweet delicacy),and he thought she dint know! A faint smile was to appear on her face but it was withheld by the change in her thought.
She knew he is gone.She couldn't watch him grow in front of her eyes.She very well knew talking over the phone isn't going to be same as staying with him.How will she live now? She longed if they would stay.But she knew it was once in a lifetime opportunity for her son.
Mothers never come in between the happiness of her children.So was she.She let them go,no matter how broken and lonely she felt.
.jpg)
She missed the little one the most,after all he was like a little friend to her.He was bought to the house in her arms,when his small fingers had cuddled around hers and his eyes blinked melting a grandmother's heart.Her mind lost in deep thoughts and memories.
While the birds flew back home and an orangish glow filled in the place,gradually turning darker and finally vanishing away into the darkness completely.Somewhere the chirping of the sparrows slowly fainted into the night.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------










.jpg)





nice drama well written and some good pause liked it :) <3
ReplyDeleteThanx Arjun :)
DeleteThumbs up for the concept.The stories are heart-touching and beautifully narrated and I specially liked the photos that you have added with each one of them..Keep up the good work Ankita.
ReplyDeleteI am speechless....How much do u think to write so much??Letting Go a difficult task but needs to be done when needed...thanks for sharing the thoughts...!! :)
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad to touch your heart through my writing! its a compliment that i cherish
DeleteI must say,this is awesome.
ReplyDelete