Her eyes met his, for the first time as they walked down
the distance between them. “A smile could cover miles,” she believed.
Embarrassingly she realised that she didn’t return the smile he threw at her.
Was she weird to giggle on the first sight. Who cares! He wasn’t sure what to
say, all he could do was to smile. She looked mostly like he thought, yet he
watched her carefully.
Together, they sat by the water bed. Hot and humid,
but the light breeze that touched them from the waters helped. With words
spoken, they were knowing each other. Both wondered, how they had so much to
talk about NOTHING! Yet, they laughed and giggled. With a backdrop of
shimmering lights, a camera lens gave a cute click of their shadow overlooking
them.
Two strangers, who never met or spoke before, on that full moon day, was
talking about everything around except them. They knew, they were both
deliberately speaking nothing about themselves. They were slowly recognising
the common string they were tied up with. Till today, they were running away
from it and today it has brought two complete strangers together. It was
pulling them closer. What was it that bound them?
Memories… The memories they built within them were neither great to be cherished
nor sweet enough to let them live away from it. Things of the past was haunting
their present and they knew it was the same for the other too. And this was
their binding force. The very memories they wanted to run away from had today
played a fairy tale trick in their life. Fantasy, it may sound, was what they
wanted and that was exactly what they were creating in this new-found relation.
He was getting acquainted to her memory book with every passing day. He
turned the pages randomly and wasn’t comfortable with what he read. He would
close the book often and made sure he wouldn’t open it too often. Why would
someone open a chapter that brought in discomfort when there were so much
better options, he believed. It was nothing different for her either. She
purposefully kept his memory book closed as she too knew, the memories of today
was much beautiful than those of the past.
Together they had made up their mind already to create a new book of
Memories. They knew, what the pages should have. It would be a mix of friendship,
love, fun, laughter and just a pinch of tears. This moment, this very moment
was what they wanted to live. Without the pain of yesterday and the fear of
tomorrow, they started living a today. They filled their book with pages of
today; with a picture of the moments they shared on every page.
They knew, some day tomorrow… Wherever they would be, when they flip
through these pages, it would only bring smiles. Neither they had explanations to
the world around nor questions to the world within. They cared less and lived
more. Deliberately, they avoided the questions of “What” and “How long”;
instead asked “When” and “Where” and they stood by it. They treated every day
of their life together as their last day. Hence, they left no room for regrets.
They lived through them laughing out loud. Their book had more Emojis than any
Whatsapp chat could have.
*
As I sat here smiling to their joy and crying to their tears, I knew
they were right in their own way. Afterall, I wasn’t good to them all this
while, rather, my predecessors were not just to them. Hence, they had all
rights to be happy the way they were. There was No name for their relation;
they didn’t want one. They felt it would bring confusions and will spoil the
beauty of whatever they shared. The world was blind to understand and
categorise them. But I knew it well, as I could see it good enough to realise
the value of their togetherness.
I saw no ‘he’ or ‘she’. I saw two individuals creating a single soul through their dreams. I felt good as their life unfolded together. I was enjoying every
moment of this new life witnessing everything they saw together. The
dazzling lights, the shivering trees, the dancing waves kept me amused. The
humid air, the cold breeze, the hushing sounds kept me obvious to the present.
You might wonder, Who am I? I am the child of their life together. Born
from their love and friendship, I was their beautiful creation. Every day they
lived, I grew bigger and stronger. Their togetherness was my identity. Their
relation was my foundation. I existed far away, yet lived within them. I am
their breath and their life and you can call me their Memory, today’s memory… And
this is through my eyes…
Signing off with lots of love and joy
Their loving Memory…
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