Friday, April 22, 2011

WAITING FOR YOU....

A man, wearing black, stops and turns back, blinks rays of love from his hazel eyes. Wearing black he came riding on a white horse,like always. Every day he stops by her dream. It is not the first time. Nor did it ended as she wished. The man from her dream, who appears and disappears like an air and even which smells of his purity. He is like her shadow but only that he doesn’t follow her everywhere she goes. She wanted to know him. She wanted to ask his name. She wanted to spend some time with him. He was the only man whose presence enlightens her heart and tickles her soul. She feels the feeling. The feeling of belonging rejoices her. Thinking only of him makes her day, makes her happy and cheerful.


Oh no, he has never been so late. What is he doing? Uh, can’t get hold of him through his cell phone because it is dead.DEAD.Time is running out of hand, what’s he up to? Ten minutes.Ten minutes and then we are not able to enter. It is not my day. Not my day. Not mine at all. First, my dress gets messed up with spilling of coffee and then, there was no dress that I liked. Why such a big store doesn’t have something I can choose from? I got to wear the mini-skirt which I have hated more than anything else. It is the most anticipating day of my life and my day has not gone smoothly. Things are not exactly going as I have imagined. Why is that? No, no it cannot ruin my chance. My chance to get autographed CDs from Taylor Swift.Taylor Swift, her voice. No one can be as fortunate as I am. Even though my luck is of no help, I was fortunate to get selected in top 100. Why isn’t he showing? He cannot be late. No, he can’t be late.

“Hey, over here, Cabell …….” Thank God that’s a relief. We still have five more minutes. But her eyes cannot find the reason why is he being late. She tried to search it for a quick moment but cannot find. Then her eyes reflect out disappointment directing towards the guy. The guy came running swiftly, holding his breath. Usually, I am good at figuring out something from my eyes. Yes, they aren’t helping me today too at all. Hey, are my eyes seeing it well? What has happened to him? What is wrong with him? Why has he dressed up like a gentleman? He has avoided cleanly ironed shirts as far as I am concerned but why is he being properly dressed like that. He is not wearing his glasses too. It is a new version of Timothy as a gentleman. He is two years older than her. Tall and has 'those' looks that can wrong someone thinking I am his sister. He is very much younger than his actual age. So, he avoids gentlemanly clothes and normally, goes for tees and casual wear. Timothy has been her best friend from her school days. Their friendship has already completed four years. In fact, today is the fifth year anniversary of their friendship.


“I am so sorry, Abe. The traffic was so heavy that even if I left early it took most of my times. Truly,sorry for being late”, said Timothy. “We still have five minutes……oh no,no only three minutes left. First tell me why you are dressed like that?” “We need to go now, otherwise we will miss it. I will tell you later. You will know it later. Ah……why are you wearing that skirt? You never liked one.” “It is a long story will tell you after wards. We have to rush now.” “Let’s go.”






“Taylor Swift is very pretty and her signature is prettier. Don’t you agree Timothy?” “ Yeah, you are right. She is pretty but not prettier than you.”“Don’t play with me again, I am dead serious. She is very pretty. Anyway, why are you in that shirt?” “There is something important I have to tell you. But first go somewhere to take a bite, I am starving. This time I would be paying.” “But it’s….” “I know it’s your time. I am willing to pay. This one is on me. Don’t worry.” “Okay…..then help me with it, mighty Tim.”


“Abe, our family is moving to England……within a month…..We are celebrating our friendship for the fifth year…..What I am trying to say is…..” “Really, can’t we be together then... I will miss you more, Tim. Was itthe reason why my day went wrong? Tim is leaving….Tim,Call me often and get in touch…You will call Tim, won’t you?” “The thing I want to tell you today is a bit serious. So, listen carefully. The first time when I saw you my heart almost ripped apart. It beat faster and faster. I wanted to tell you that all these years, I loved you each minute and felt happy every time spending with you. I always wished to confess… but that man from your dream makes me insecure. You say he is perfect and all…. But, I have to tell you now that…… I am truly in love with you. I love you, Abe.” “Tim, you know that I am waiting for that someone, who has hazel eyes...” “Abe, he isn’t real. You are waiting for that person? The one who will pop out of nowhere to find you? Be real, be more practical. It is only a dream…. A dream...” “I know Tim, it’s a crazy, even to imagine but he has always been there….He makes me happy...” “I am not perfect from any angle……but still I can make you happy.” “Tim, it’s not only about being perfect. I cannot imagine loving someone and feeling that way for others. He is like my soul mate….” “Is this your answer then? Abe, that means I cannot continue our friendship any longer because, seeing you only makes me love you more and more. And it will remind me of my failure in Love. I really cannot see you only as a friend….This is the last year of our friendship…” “But Tim, I cannot lose our friendship. It is….very precious to me.” “No, Abe I can’t…but I will always cherish those times we spend together .Good bye, Abe.”

He walked down as quickly as a wind. Then there was no trace of him...




Where is the man? The man from her dream…. After that day with Tim, my soul mate vanished totally. I stopped seeing him…..Why is Tim like that? He will be leaving…..after ten days and he didn’t call me once. Tim always called me once a day and now he even ignores my call….Twenty days of silence… I hate this…. Two men, my soul mate and my best friend both aren’t showing up. What a life? I never asked both to leave but seems like both have made their mind of their own. Why men are insensible?



“Hello aunt Martha, Cabell here, can I talk to Timothy for a minute?” “Hold on a second….Tim, Timothy, Abe is calling you…. Mother, tell Abe that I am not doing well….Tell Abe to call me later.” “Abe……” “I heard it all aunt…I know he is just ignoring me call. If that’s what he wants. then…it is the end of our friendship. I also don’t have any other choice…I won’t be calling him again. Good bye aunt. Have a nice life ahead.”

What he thinks of himself? Pretending to be sick? Insensible jerk…..

Today, he is leaving. So, what’s wrong with you? He is the one to break our friendship and the one to ignore me…..not answering my call. Why should I get worried if he won’t give a damn?
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“Hey, Abe, come in. We are to leave in two hours. Tim, Tim…..Abe is here.” “Mother, tell her to just go away. I don’t want to see her…” “You come down to tell her that. I am not going to.” “Abe, just go upstairs. I don't think he would come down.”

“Tim, open the door. I have to talk to you. It is very serious. Let me in for a minute.” “Tell me what’s the matter….one minute is running down.” Timothy’s head appeared from the door. “Tell me from there…..58 seconds…” “Tim, after that day….our fifth year of anniversary…. I can’t sleep properly. Neither, does the man showed in my dream nor do I dream of him. At first, I was worried of his absence but as time flew by, I worried more about you. I missed you more. It was like I completely forgot about him. It was you that I have been thinking day and night. I wondered why you didn’t call, why you didn’t pick my call either….I may have missed you more than a thousand, a day…..Eating, sleeping, reading and writing, I missed you….One minute is up Tim…..” “Tell me more...Abe…I have plenty to spare.” He smiled. “Tim, I think I have fallen for you…..I love you!!” “I love you more….He kissed her. “I love you the most, Tim.”

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