Its 4 30 in the morning and i am not able to sleep. I am playing a soft Adnan Sami number and its drizzling outside. Both my roommates are sleeping and the door is open. There is a cool breeze flowing which is carrying the smell of rain and also the darkness of night.Smell of darkness. A light is flashing at a room far away. I don't know whats going on his mind. I am here to tell you whats going in my mind. Its simple. My mind is not ready to accept the change.
7 Hours Before
It was a simple turn which had 3 roads joining. There was nothing great about it. Lawn, a footpath, some boards and a sky above. 3 bikes came in there. Stopped at the turn. The sky was clear. Stars shining. But we couldn't see them. The darkness around them seemed more prominent. It did.
We started wondering what went wrong.It was stupid. We were friends. Good friends.We were questioning God.It had to be this way. But we were refusing. Like kids. Like 22 year old kids.
She came. We said "Hi".
We were 6 of us there. The dude, the genius, the kid, the stocks guy, the babe and me. The dude kept quiet most of the time, silently uttering the names of guys he would miss. The names evaporated in air.It was the same smell again. The smell of darkness. The genius refused to have a conversation with me. His mind like mine dint want to accept the change. He knew what i would tell and what i would mean. I told you, we were good friends.
The stocks guy. He was sitting beside the lamp post. Thinking.He was the one who would teach me how to "get over" it.I trusted him. But then, he was thinking. Scared me.
The babe was there looking at our helpless faces.Made her more helpless.She tried to do everything she could.But the guys wouldn't agree.It was 9 45. She had to go.
Pink Floyd guitars played.The grass was greener.The lights were bright.The taste was sweet.Friends surrounded.
The kid cried. We all, lost in thoughts, tried to console ourselves. It dint happen.The babe left.Slowly we departed.Rehearsal.
6 comments:
yes, one of those queer behaviour days.. we've all seen it come but the anxiety builds up as the days pass by and we see people parting. be prepared for nothing, for we are all going to be together having the same amount of fun in a different atmosphere..
i seriously wish i hadnt read any of your posts....they're already makin me go crazy thinkin bout two years from now!nevertheless..this particular post is really well written..
Finally you've learnt to write :p
u luv to make others cry
I think of the next year, hostel without abhi or kaustubha, cholas without sughosh, downs without anyone, yampa without kani saying something mean, batti without crespo or nakul, no turning up first at t-turn meetings, no important people to meet, no pelican to go, ... and tear up a little. I'll miss everyone.
Will miss you Abhi and all the discussions we had ages ago! :(
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