Winter came creepily; initially they didn’t
bother to notice it but then the mild change in weather came to an extent which
was affecting their routine life potently .Temperature was falling, so does
their relationship. They couldn’t sense the little numbness; the little cold in
their relationship may lead to end of a beautiful story. Promises of spring
froze in chill of winter. December doesn’t come abruptly, it came after passing
through October-November, and they must have sensed the changing temperature, changing
priorities.
There may be many reason of monotonousness in a stable relation (stable perhaps exaggerate). Thing lost its value when gained, dream seems beautiful till when it’s not achieved, once you catch it, it become reality and reality no matter how enchanting at distance is always different when close.
“Work is the death mask of its conception”
someone said, which is indeed very true.
Year end is a time to introspect all the good-bad deed of whole year, people regret of their harsh words which could be certainly avoided by smile but the problem is now people are forgetting how to smile.
Perplexed, helpless both, introspecting where did they took wrong turn, but failed to identify their flaws because both were wearing eye-wear of Ego. Boy lost in his thoughts was thinking from his frame of reference , in quilt he was not feeling warmth but he knew that’s not the reason of his uneasiness ,something else was bothering him. Year will in end in couple of minutes and he will have some regret of lifetime. Restless he opened his diary and tried to pen down his agony, in hope writing will help, it will make feel better but words deceived him, hands refused to write .he felt like something was slipping from his hands, with the freezing temperature something else also freezing .
Only three pegs of scotch were left and it was too late to go outside, and he was not even willing to go. One large peg “on the rocks”, couldn’t help him much but somehow increased intensity of thoughts. He checked phone, many messages but not from the one whom he desired for. He made another peg and gulp it slowly and lost in thoughts. Phone beeps; He checked no any message from her yet, lot of messages from others. People wishing happy New Year in advance but for him there was nothing like to celebrate. He remember Amir khusrow couplet and smiled fakely
“jis saawan me piya ghar nahi aag lage aise saavan ko”
Then he typed a sorry message, or last message of year, but didn’t send not because of ego but because of guilt. Phone beeps; he ignored this time, without checking the sender and put phone on silent mode and made final peg gulped in a single sip. Lost in thoughts, blurred images, smiling face, broken premises, good-bad all memories of year, with heavy head he fall asleep.
On the other
hand girls was lying on her bed, outside people were busy in welcoming new
year, sleepless she was turning her side
, frozen temperature, chocked voice , phone in hand. She checking messages, no
one from him, she thought of typing but something inside resisting her back
from texting .finally she put some courage and typed message, no any reply, she
waited for some time. Glared at ceiling, watching the chandelier she felt it
will come over her, it made her little
frightened. One more message she typed,
blurring hope, no reply from other side. Heart sinking, she picked phone , fingers ran across dialing
pad and called after sometime, tear
rolled down her cheeks no any response
yet, cinches fists , lump in throat ,
she tried to stop her sob but couldn’t stop for long.
She then cried, cried a lot and finally stopped when she felt it’s light from inside now. She took a deep breath and glared at chandelier this time it wasn’t freighting her. She turned off her phone. She dumped deep the guilt and make herself believe to be strong like a rock.
Next day newspaper was full of news how worldwide people welcomed New Year, with news that thirty first was the coldest night of the year past, temperature dipped to new low. Every news were there but not with the news that somewhere for two souls it was not time to thank past year but to curse , that temperature in relationship too dipped to low.
She then cried, cried a lot and finally stopped when she felt it’s light from inside now. She took a deep breath and glared at chandelier this time it wasn’t freighting her. She turned off her phone. She dumped deep the guilt and make herself believe to be strong like a rock.
Next day newspaper was full of news how worldwide people welcomed New Year, with news that thirty first was the coldest night of the year past, temperature dipped to new low. Every news were there but not with the news that somewhere for two souls it was not time to thank past year but to curse , that temperature in relationship too dipped to low.