“So will you be doing that “? she asked him
“Do what “? he asked her while turning a page of their old wedding album .
“Did you even listen to anything I said”? she enquired with a scowl
“Umm…Actually no”, he replied like a kid caught with a candy.
“Then what were you doing while I was ranting the list “, she asked him almost fuming now.
He knew how to calm her, “I was just trying to understand, how a woman could look so beautiful and yet retain for the past 40 years”.
A smile slowly crept up her lips and she gave a small peck on his cheek.
Was it that faint loss of touch,
The melodious voice which I loved so much,
Miss that person who promised to stand behind;
Left me alone, no matter how much I cried.
“Care to tell me , when is your birthday”? he asked while skimming the jeans’ which had been showcased in the women’s section.
“Day after tomorrow”, she replied and then after a pause” But why are you asking ? You wouldn’t be able to attend it right”?
“Ah this one “, he exclaimed finding the right one for her “What happened”? she asked , concerned for him.
“Uh well I am buying vegetables”, he said to cover ” Now, to answer your previous question, yes I will attend”.
” But I will be able to “, she cut him off ” do it alone “, he completed for her.
” I know you can do it, but behind that facade of a strong woman , there’s a little girl ” , he could hear her sigh ” who , my dear, wants someone to hold her hand while she cuts her cake, to sing a birthday song for her”, he said while passing the jeans along with other goods to the woman standing in the counter section ” And I want to be that someone”, he could imagine her smile. 😊
“What’s on the menu today “? he asked her while grabbing an apple from the fruit basket.
“Well I am not sure,” she replied walking towards the fridge ,” let’s check out the ingredients first”.
He couldn’t help but smile and shake his head, ” darling are you ever sure of anything”? he asked casually, helping her with chopping onions.
“Yes”, she turned to look at him “I am and will always be sure of being with you “.
“It must have been serendipity, that we met ,” he told “I wasn’t sure whether you will stay”?
“But you still had a strong belief on us”, she replied as he tucked a Pansy on her Grey hair.
Sometimes I turn up to be so busy, that one moment I remember I’m missing her and the next , I have tasks to complete. Is it proper that I didn’t shed tears while mourning or is it good enough for me to shed them now? I don’t know either will help me stop avoid that feeling of emptiness some where.But as life goes on the next moment may I will reach some where, she thought I should be.
“He is not the one for you” , her grandmother told her while opening door for her.
She could feel her temper rising, ” How can you say that ?”
The old lady took a seat next to her ” Tell me, did he ever try to surprise you?,
Is he possessive ?
Does he value your presence?”
Her mind bell rang a big NO .
She knew he was not the perfect guy for her,
yet she wanted him back because they would be happy together.
I don’t know when we will meet next , he thought while taking a puff of the cigarette.
She had given him something to remember her forever, an ashtray.
“Why didn’t you tell me about it ?” he asked her.
“I have stopped wasting my energy on things that don’t matter”, was her reply.