Its hard to let it go!

           Dedicated to all those who loved and couldn’t make it to the other side. 



            He said.

            The anxious gang of friends hovering around were eager to hear from him about the breaking news.

             His friends were constantly bugging him with the name of a girl ever since she cast giveaway glances at him. He was sitting in the college cafeteria while she, the most prettiest girl in the class, shot an eye at him , others seemed virtually nonexistent.

              Ever since that day, she and he have never missed a chance to exchange glances without the other noticing. 
              He often saw her turn away when she understood that he had caught her eye. 

              Eagerness was at the maximum for the gang as the time approached when he said, ‘I love her‘. 

              The expectation was on air for some time, but the gang exhilarated on hearing his confession. 
              The gang was pretty sure that no girl would turn down the proposal from the studious handsome hunk of the batch. But the way how she would react to something which revolved around her life was in critical doubts and totally unpredictable. 

               Slowly, they got back into business(studies), leaving no room for love. Hellos and byes became a monotonous routine He barely got a chance beyond the greetings, but the course of life made him accustomed to the way it was.

               Life is too short when it comes to passage of time and shorter it is when it comes to college duration. The joining, first eye to eye contact, the one way love and the photo session after the convocation seemed to pass with the duration of a blink of the eye.

               The moment she was out of sight, he felt his heart burdened and was overpowered with grief. The journey from the college to the airport, sitting in the lounge, the flight and even the over-attractive Jet Airways cabin crew seemed uninteresting to him. All that mattered to him was her. The next time he would be seeing her,she might be someone else’s. .

                Vowing that he would rip her from his heart, he tried to console himself and accept the reality. Awaiting the bright future that was lying ahead, he wiped the tears that welled up in eye and opened up for a bright future!!




                     There are no wounds that time can’t heal.  The wound had healed over a period of 2 years. He, though felt numb on the thoughts of loosing opportunities that he had missed or rather couldn’t capitalize, was almost out of the grief stricken mood waves. 

                      The work place pressure kept building up as the days passed and he barely had time for thinking anything else. The pressure could be related proportionally to the fat pay check credited to his account every month. As per the law of diminishing marginal utility , the more money he had, he found lesser avenues to utilize it. 

                        Life had to go on. He, too had to move on. 

                        To keep up with the pace of life.
                        To be contended with what he had and not with what he wanted.


                         ‘ Son, I know what it feels when you say you are in love. But I daresay, be bold with your stand. Or else you will experience the turmoil that me and mom had to undergo.‘ 

                          With a wink, he dropped his son at the airport where he would board the flight to the same city, to go to the same institute to begin a new term of management of his career and ‘life’. Where it all started!!




2 thoughts on “Its hard to let it go!

  1. great story… u have a big writer hidden within u… loved the way u have written… was exciting and wanted to skim through the whole story as quick as possible…expecting more…


  2. great story… u have a big writer hidden within u… loved the way u have written… was exciting and wanted to skim through the whole story as quick as possible…

    expecting more…


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