There are so many ways in which events affect us through our life and thereby shape us into the people we will be. Some of them good, many of them rational and some others devastating. Everyone of us takes situations the way we think is best to tackle them to various consequences and we perform our analyses on them and reach our conclusions as to what course of action would have yielded favourable results.
It all started some months ago, on the evening of a Saturday following a Friday the 13th. An unfinished conversation - the last words told me on that day were "do what you will, don't ask me any more.". Not once but thrice. That day, my heart was laden heavy. I felt it would burst of the deceit. Yet some corner made a prevailing attempt to calm everything and succeeded in putting the body to rest.
The next day - late in the evening, there was a missed call on my phone. Not certain about how to deal with it, I just sent a text that I had been away and was ready to take a call then. No response. A little restless and uneasy about it, and not wanting to take a step at this stage since the issue was not really with what I had done, and conceding to a defeat this early would have been a really bad move, I reluctantly let it go.
A week passed. No communication from either side. I got back to my best BFF and he started engaging me on weekends. I came to terms with some unpleasant facts - like I had been so engrossed with someone who never shared the same tastes as me in anything we did, I had tried to do what someone wanted to do for himself and I had neglected myself - I had put someone else above me and by doing so, I had neglected myself. I had needlessly endured for what I had no gain and had struggled to have fun when indeed I had had none. I could not believe I had been a fool of this degree. This seemed a lot of stuff I had to deal with and I concluded that I was not going to let it happen again.
The following weekend, he had plans to visit colonial era places and I had a sudden plan to visit a college during their cultural festival. We went and did not exchange words during this time.
A month passed after that without so much as a whisper or a breath passed from one side to that other.
A fortnight before my birthday, a nice friend of mine called me on a Saturday and asked to gather at a beach - it sounded a nice idea, but the nice element vaporized the moment I heard he would be coming too. I did not want to go. I was asked to call up another friend who confirmed that he would be going and I had to say I would not be able to go because I had the haemorrhoids. I let it go. No words exchanged at this point. I came to know later that the call was for inviting the posse of friends to his brother's wedding. The wedding was on my birthday.
My birthday was coming up - and all my planning to do a visit to Kerala had drawn flak thus far. I was still wanting to do something exciting on that day.I was at a mall with my best BFF when he received a call and his class instructor on it told him that since he would not be able to make it the next day, his class would start 3 hours from that time. My best BFF hung up and then told me that he was free on my birthday. We started making plans and agreed that the next day was ideal for the Pondy trip we had been planning on doing for months. We agreed to have it done and then we travelled to the location of his class. From there, I went my way and later, the plan confirmed.
On my birthday, we went an hour behind in executing the plan, but we were good, since we really did not have much idea on what to do at Pondy. We went on to have a quick lunch and then, we went to a rocky beach. From there, we went on to have a blast that day (a memorable day of my life!).
We were going around the place when another BFF called me and told me that there had been a plan to make a call to me at midnight where he would have also been on conference such that all would speak and he would also have been able to break the ice. I was pleasantly caught by surprise - I would have never expected that gesture from him, after all the time and the way the talk had been when we had put a wedge between us. There was a moment then that made me feel special and good - he had remembered my birthday, had made up his mind to break the ice on my birthday and had even set things up. But my BFF who was to have initiated the call had slept it off at midnight and so, the troop had missed it. I felt great. But I really wanted to clarify that that had indeed happened - I needed someone to pinch and tell me it was real.
Later, my bestest BFF and I were on a bus back to Chennai when people who had missed to call during the day began to call me. I was on conference with many people and we were chatting up and talking through. Finally, he called - to break the ice. It was a heartmelting moment. I was so glad I was feeling all jumpy inside. He said he had a headache multiple times during the call but he kept on at it.
That was just one brief moment, one brought from re-union, that made us feel so nice and good inside. In that moment, the past had been forgotten, the events in the unshared timeline left buried under time, a resolve taken to ensure a slippage akin to this does not happen anytime and a feeling of being back home after a tiresome exploration that neither liked. All that was just in one brief moment - but whether the mended wares lasted till eternity is another story.
It all started some months ago, on the evening of a Saturday following a Friday the 13th. An unfinished conversation - the last words told me on that day were "do what you will, don't ask me any more.". Not once but thrice. That day, my heart was laden heavy. I felt it would burst of the deceit. Yet some corner made a prevailing attempt to calm everything and succeeded in putting the body to rest.
The next day - late in the evening, there was a missed call on my phone. Not certain about how to deal with it, I just sent a text that I had been away and was ready to take a call then. No response. A little restless and uneasy about it, and not wanting to take a step at this stage since the issue was not really with what I had done, and conceding to a defeat this early would have been a really bad move, I reluctantly let it go.
A week passed. No communication from either side. I got back to my best BFF and he started engaging me on weekends. I came to terms with some unpleasant facts - like I had been so engrossed with someone who never shared the same tastes as me in anything we did, I had tried to do what someone wanted to do for himself and I had neglected myself - I had put someone else above me and by doing so, I had neglected myself. I had needlessly endured for what I had no gain and had struggled to have fun when indeed I had had none. I could not believe I had been a fool of this degree. This seemed a lot of stuff I had to deal with and I concluded that I was not going to let it happen again.
The following weekend, he had plans to visit colonial era places and I had a sudden plan to visit a college during their cultural festival. We went and did not exchange words during this time.
A month passed after that without so much as a whisper or a breath passed from one side to that other.
A fortnight before my birthday, a nice friend of mine called me on a Saturday and asked to gather at a beach - it sounded a nice idea, but the nice element vaporized the moment I heard he would be coming too. I did not want to go. I was asked to call up another friend who confirmed that he would be going and I had to say I would not be able to go because I had the haemorrhoids. I let it go. No words exchanged at this point. I came to know later that the call was for inviting the posse of friends to his brother's wedding. The wedding was on my birthday.
My birthday was coming up - and all my planning to do a visit to Kerala had drawn flak thus far. I was still wanting to do something exciting on that day.I was at a mall with my best BFF when he received a call and his class instructor on it told him that since he would not be able to make it the next day, his class would start 3 hours from that time. My best BFF hung up and then told me that he was free on my birthday. We started making plans and agreed that the next day was ideal for the Pondy trip we had been planning on doing for months. We agreed to have it done and then we travelled to the location of his class. From there, I went my way and later, the plan confirmed.
On my birthday, we went an hour behind in executing the plan, but we were good, since we really did not have much idea on what to do at Pondy. We went on to have a quick lunch and then, we went to a rocky beach. From there, we went on to have a blast that day (a memorable day of my life!).
We were going around the place when another BFF called me and told me that there had been a plan to make a call to me at midnight where he would have also been on conference such that all would speak and he would also have been able to break the ice. I was pleasantly caught by surprise - I would have never expected that gesture from him, after all the time and the way the talk had been when we had put a wedge between us. There was a moment then that made me feel special and good - he had remembered my birthday, had made up his mind to break the ice on my birthday and had even set things up. But my BFF who was to have initiated the call had slept it off at midnight and so, the troop had missed it. I felt great. But I really wanted to clarify that that had indeed happened - I needed someone to pinch and tell me it was real.
Later, my bestest BFF and I were on a bus back to Chennai when people who had missed to call during the day began to call me. I was on conference with many people and we were chatting up and talking through. Finally, he called - to break the ice. It was a heartmelting moment. I was so glad I was feeling all jumpy inside. He said he had a headache multiple times during the call but he kept on at it.
That was just one brief moment, one brought from re-union, that made us feel so nice and good inside. In that moment, the past had been forgotten, the events in the unshared timeline left buried under time, a resolve taken to ensure a slippage akin to this does not happen anytime and a feeling of being back home after a tiresome exploration that neither liked. All that was just in one brief moment - but whether the mended wares lasted till eternity is another story.
