EPISODE I:
The best thing about me missing three days of serious studies and and going out was meeting a sweet guy. After many days I found someone really likable in the truest sense of the word. Sweet, accomodating and lovable. And also, should I say, that he has a catchy smile. The type I like to see on the faces of guys. The one that shows up in the lips and then gradually in a matter of seconds spreads to every inch of the face, the cheeks in the far end, the glint of mischief in the two eyes. Sometimes the fingers trespass the hair once or twice to add to the charm. Ah! Intoxicting. I indeed look for excuses to stare for a moment more...

I find hair on the hands a nice thing. And besides that, he is one of those people who are are into this habit of speaking too softly for a mind as deaf as mine. So I am left with no option but to move closer to his mouth. The whisper and the mild gushes of air along with the words then literally blow a few strands of my hair. And I like that.

I also like the gentle nod and the acknowledgement of my presence when both of us are lost in some crowd.

Besides that, there are these blank moments among those long hours when from my ever worthy peripheral view I can make out two eyes looking on for a blank moment and then immediately looking away. May be the eyes expect me to turn and say yes, I was also waiting to steal this moment and catch a glimpse of you. But am I not simply better off without it?

I like him. So what if he has a girlfriend!

EPISODE II:
I had decided never to wear this dress never again after that happened. But today, again I have wrapped this sheet of melancholy around myself, because I obtain sadistic satiety from inflicting pain on myself, I want to relive that sultry day, that windy afternoon, I want to live that pain all over again… that separation, that sense of being duped. I want to hear the last words you uttered, one more time. I want to hear those unspoken promises you made before me, even though they were not real. I want that same music, to fill the solitary air around us …

I want to regain that exhilaration of being beside you. That of talking to you, endlessly. Taking care to see that our eyes don’t meet for time longer than a second, all the way I blushed about not letting you peep into me through that curtain of shyness…

Even though a spasm of pain clinches my face every time the memories of that day come back to me, I have had the courage wear the same hue and color… that same pair of metal earrings. The same place, the same solitude…the same me; just that you are not here anymore.

Even after you are gone, again I am here for you. And this time I will let the pain shroud me mercilessly…

I want to outgrow that day, by living it again.

NB: EPISODE I & EPISODE II are just not connected in any way physical or metaphysical!

13 comments:

Chriz said...

episode 1: it felt like watching a hollywood romantic movie

eepsiode 2: haha.. sad or happy?

kunal said...

both episodes are written perfectly.

Theres something in your writing..

Prakhar said...

Poetic...in both the cases...you made pain beautiful

d gypsy! said...

its actually the way u write---putting all into it and yet remaining so distant from it...

anirudh said...

hmm... the physics of everything//

Smruti Ranjan said...

Where is the episode 1.5

wildflower said...

@ Chriz
episode 1: it was'nt written like that though..

@ kunal
yea..ther is sumthin 4 sure :P

@ Prakhar
Pain is a thing of beauty, unless one realises it!

@ gypsy
i write it because I want to get rid of it. get it out of ma skull once & for all.. :)

@ anirudh
//yeaah//

@ smruti
i will personally MAIL it to u ;)

d gypsy! said...

what i meant was

when u write, u remain so distant that one would rather believe that u were never involved... :)

anirudh said...

wats with the way u reply to my comments?

ki said...

Well written!
I especially liked Episode One. :)

wildflower said...

@ ki
thanx ki ;) thats a sweet name ..makes me want to say it again & again ..

me... said...

i wanted more of episode1, which i thought i would find in episode2...
but... they were 2 different feeling all together,each beautifully put.

gr!m said...

don't think u r distant with what you write.
don't think u write what u r distant with.

Rahul Shrivastava