Insanely sane… Surviving qualmless.

Insanely sane… Surviving qualmless.
I'm not a perfect person, But I never meant to do those things; And so I have to say before I go, That I just want myself to know. I've found out a reason for me,; To change who I used to be A reason to start over new, and the reason is you. I've found a reason to show, A side of me you didn't know; A reason for all that I do, Before I let you go...

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Its not in the distance...


Snaps of memories escaped the room…

 She pressed the cell closer to her ears. Though the words on the other side were clear enough, her loud heartbeats made it more difficult to hear clearly. The ring in her voice and the clear heartfelt laughter attested her excitement. It reached the room across and her parents smiled in their sleep.

The room had been filled with Adi`s voice a few days back. He was no more. A bike accident a month back had snatched him away from her.

The day with the familiar sights had been a constant reminder, while the nights nightmares. They were into courtship for eight years and were on the verge binding up everything legally when the tragedy intervened. The glass world shattered and she found herself breaking down over him, ‘his body’.

Her parents had thrown numerous proposals her way since then, all of whom she had shunned. His existence was only known to her, his existence in her. Revealing this would scandalize her parents along with herself.

But it was even more painful to see her parents wither away in her thoughts day by day. They had dreamt about her marriage since her childhood. And they had held her tight when she had fainted with the bunch of red invitation cards in her hands two days after his demise.

With swollen eyes she had dialed the number her mother had given her the evening along with the picture. The green walls of the room echoed his thoughts, thoughts that brought him back to her every night. The guy answering seemed decent, he even cracked witty jokes… nothing registered in her mind. But she had laughed loudly, for once forsaking her demeanor. Her parents seemed visibly pleased. Their daughter was returning back to normal.

 

With trembling hands she disconnected the phone. Her guilty heartbeats slowly stabilized back to steady. Opening the drawer she took out the bunch of letters, reread each of them and burnt them one by one. Her eyes gleamed with satisfaction. Slowly she unfolded the new blade that she had brought on her way back home. Closing her eyes and with a calm face she drew it deep into her wrist. Feeling the warmth she lay down. The room felt cold and she felt at complete peace with herself. Their was no sense of guilt save happiness. She along with his trace of him in her was going to stay together forever. She felt her breath running out… it was time; the hour to meet him had arrived ultimately.

 Promises have been kept.

We vowed to be one in life and death.




Please do read and comment on my efforts if you find this post popping up anywhere near you :P

25 comments:

Brosreview said...

Very sentimental, this one. I felt it. Nicely written! Keep at it!

john said...

impressively impressive...
good read.
love stays true.

Piyush said...

frightening..

ANWESA said...

a good read...but in real life,it can be scary....

Priya Joyce said...

senti post yaar....
:)

Amal Bose said...

brilliantly presented..
really enjoyed it, though it was a bit sad...
keep up the good work :)

Amal Bose said...

and no.. im not a bengali..
though the Bose in my name is definitely Bengali influence.. my father like WB a lot.. n i also do.. recently read a post on Kolkata.. was really wonderful.. id certainly visit it after my college :)

(¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

oh dear, the tragedies of life. *sigh*

well written.

Chriz said...

sad stories make me cry

Bozo said...
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Bozo said...

So touchy...

Love the moment when she softly drives the blade through...

Never mind...I didn't write anything satisfactory for the past few months...so you might as well skip that...

Do you go to alliance francaise for french lessons?

Aniket said...

Touching and very well written.

But for no reason whatsoever however tempting it might be shall one chose the option she chose. Not if there is anyone you are leaving behind who'll spend the life crying for you.

Diya said...

@ Brosreview
Thank you very much dear.
Bye, take care. :)

Diya said...

@ John
Thank you sooo muccch cutie. :)
Bye, matha thik rakhis. :)

Anonymous said...

horrible..EISOB LEKHA BONDHI KOR..2silly 2 think of all these..

Diya said...

@ Piyush
Hey welcome to my blog and thanxx for visiting and commenting :)
But I am going away now, so bad timing :P
Be around, keep visiting. :)
Thanxx :)

Diya said...

@ Anwesha
Ummmm... I dont know :P
Thanxx, bye. :)

Diya said...

@ Priya
Thanxx for visiting :) Bye.

Diya said...

@ AB
Glad that you liked it. :)
Oh, I got it. :)
Bbye, thanxx :)

Diya said...

@ Raaji
Thanxx
Do keep visiting. :)

Diya said...

@ Chriz
Ollebaba, dont :P
Bbye. :)

Diya said...

@ Bozo
Nops, u did, dont underestimate. :)
I love your pieces. Grateful that you liked it. It jus came 2 my mind :)
Nops, I read in RKM. :)
Take care, Bbye. :)

Diya said...

@ Aniket
Thats a great compliment coming from you.
Ummm... I don't have any idea about that! :P
Bbye, take care. :)

Diya said...

@ C
I dont know y I wrote this! I`ll try. :)
Bbye,take care, will be missing u. :)

Mahesh Sindbandge said...

This was very sentimental and pain filled post...

It was very insane of her parents to expect her to get back to normal so soon...

This could be one the reasons why girls commit suicide mostly.. :-)

Cheers.