When the Dust Settles...

…And the day had arrived. It's been a month since she was trying to decide. A decision that would sound very lame to us but it was a big deal for her. No matter how much her friends had suggested to restrain herself from wishing him but on the day, she just couldn't. It was his birthday. She had always thought of doing something special for him that day, but now that they are not together, all her sweet plans were lying scattered somewhere in the back of her mind.

She was out with her two closest friends. Her phone was switched off as she didn't want to see the status updates on BBM wishing him 'Happy Birthday'. It was 4 in the evening and she had somehow restrained herself from wishing him since last 16 hours. But now no more. Every passing minute reminded her of him. Every passing hour made her recall their last birthday midnights. Ofcourse it's hard to handle break-ups, especially when a part of you is still madly in love with him.
She badly wanted to wish him but she wasn't able to make out what will she say. And what if he gets annoyed because of her call? She would never want him to spoil his mood on his special day. But one innocent part of her heart still said "what if he is waiting for your call?"

Holding back her tears she turned to her friends and in a sobbing tone, she said "I can't do this anymore. I promised not to switch on my cell but please let me hear his cheerful voice once. Let me make a call from a payphone at least. I promise not to say anything. But just for few seconds, let me hear him speak." Her friends knew how difficult this day had been for her. With few glances exchanged, they eventually gave in to her request.
Like a baby rushing towards his mother after a long day of no-see, she rushed towards the Payphone Booth. She opened the gate in a snap like an over-energized athlete but suddenly stopped. Her hands trembled. With a pat on her shoulder from her friend, she got the courage to dial his number. Even after an year of break-up, and no contact, she remembered his number better than she remembered her own. The phone-bell rang. She held the phone-receiver tightly in both her hands, as if it's the closest thing to her heart. Well, in a way, it was.. That was one thing which was sure to connect her to him after so long, even though for just a couple of seconds. She kept chanting "Jai Siyaram" in her mind. He answered the call "hello!" She went numb. Tears filled her eyes again but she was standing awestruck. He said again "hellooo!"... For 13 seconds, she heard him say 5 "hellos" but she was spell-bound. He disconnected the call. And she gained her conscious. Standing there with a receiver in her hand, she let out a sob and receiver slipped off her trembling hands. Her friends came forward to hug her. It was her moment to break-down! She finally let her tears roll down her cheeks and like a little baby in pain, she cried her heart out.

People say time heals all the wounds. Ofcourse it does. But in the process we feel every bit of our soul suffering. No matter how amazingly your life is rolling, you still feel a slight hollowness in your heart. You always miss that person in the good times and the bad. Just his name is enough to make you forget the world. May be it’s the memories that never let us forget the person but it’s that person who made those memories so memorable. When you lose somebody you love, a part of you is lost with them. But, we anyway have to wipe away our tears, hold our head high and say it with a smile "This is life and I’m strong enough to deal with it.”

After all not everyone is fortunate enough to fall in love!