"Everyone is a somebody to someone."
― Jeffrey Fry.
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Blue
Present day.
Who was I trying to escape? Me, the reality or the future...I don't know nor do I want to know.
Currently, I was sitting right in front of a graveyard, that was freshly filled with lots of tulips sheathing it...
Ahhhh, only if he knew what he had lost, would he be able to face us again? Would he be able to confront David?
I dunno. All I do care now was that I had failed to keep her last wish.
He was to blame for this. Hence I won't ever permit him to be a part of my life again. My scars could be forgotten but my loved one's scars couldn't be left forgotten.
Still, this question haunts me as to how we got to be strangers again...
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Fifteen years ago.
My hands were sweating drastically even though its winter and I was frozen from head to toe sitting in the seminar hall. I was squinting and trying to find an escape route.
As if shrugging off the invisible fright, I ploddingly made my way down the aisle of tables. Each table was adorned with the university emblems and several colorful pamphlets littered there. Representatives were sitting in their respective chairs and engrossing the students with their university facilities and curriculum.
I was nervous and it heightened more so because I couldn't find the table allotted to me. But finally, I saw through the crowd, my table. But oh God, why didn't nobody inform me that I gonna face stone cold, uptight man with a fierce dark king-like aura.
He was sitting all alone at this moment but still, a few girls were buzzing around him like flies. I didn't like it. Still from afar, I could make out the frown slowly etching on his beautiful face.
Did I just say beautiful, no..., "Focus Blue !", I chided myself. I can't get distracted by this Greek God incarnation, what if he was handsome like a model from GQ Magazine. I don't care.
Finally, I steadily settled myself on the chair in front of me by dragging myself through the crowd of giggling girls. I just hate them for being so stupid. Didn't they have any ambition in life, a dream to follow?
Jokes apart I focused on the man who up close seemed outwardly, aloof and disinterested in everything in his life.
Straightforwardly I introduced myself gathering up all my confidence and as soon as he heard my name, he just smirked. What a prick!
I should have known he was a player.
"But dude you got to learn not everyone is clingy enough to worship your charms", I said flatly to myself.
So I returned him a smirk in response and shook our hands as a formality. A weird thing happened during our handshake, I was as if electrocuted by the sudden warmth, firmness, and unsettling feeling. Immediately I shoved my hands in my pockets and glared at him for a few seconds. The thing that was welcomed was an odd expression on the man's face. He was observing his hand intricately and his eyes sparkled. I couldn't make out what was wrong so I simply cleared my throat and stormed him with my enquiries.
To my disbelief, he answered each of my questions diligently and even cross-questioned me quite many times. Not that I minded.
Lastly, when the time came to take a leave, he asked me, "Will you be joining the university? For I do expect you....."
Hearing this I was left breathless with my heart skipping a beat and I just kept stammering, "I....me...you expecting....okay."Then I smiled and chirped," I will."
Soon as I turned to depart, I was dumbfounded to find my parents gawking at me. My cheeks were flushing red so I dropped my gaze and greeted them. Before retreating I stole a glance and found him smiling. It was perfect, so full of promise and unsaid words.
A week after.
I was tensed and nervous out of my mind since the encounter but this anxiety is more so for the upcoming exams. I am trying to remain calm and cheerful in front of my parents though no luck, they can guess my mindset. Despite all the odds, I am lucky to say I have got such great parents who encourage me no matter what.
Thank God for making them my parents.
So where was I, yeah as I was revising my study material before retiring for the day, I got a notification from my mail. It was weird to be honest as it was midnight and from an unknown account. But in a minute of uncertainty, I read it.....
and only a few words were written.
"I don't believe in luck but I do believe in people's determination so give your best shot and make me proud. "
- Love,
Your well-wisher (E.H.)
And perhaps from that day onwards, he became a particular someone..... someone whose life too got entwined with mine.