…I was tensed but also.. the wait for the day, for our meet,
began…..
I was waiting for his
text but there was no sign of him after that day. I could only wait for his
call and wait to know when I could meet him. I kept reading all our
conversations again and again. I couldnot stop missing him… yes, he was that
much important to me.
Two days later-
I woke up in the middle of the night suddenly. As a habit,I
checked my phone but to my surprise,there was a text from him!
“Hi beautiful..missing me na? I know.. meet me tomorrow at
the café near your house at 5.30 pm! Don’t be late.. dying to see u “
The sleepiness vanished within a second and I could listen
to my heart beats. I sat on my bed, blank and just waiting for the time to pass
away..
My mind was void but the excitement was at its peak. The
morning arrived finally but I could not think of anything else…
The time seemed to have come to a hault. The clock seemed to
have stopped. Or may be I was waiting for “that” particular time only.
After a long struggle with the never ending day, finally it
was 4 in the evening. Usually it took me few mins to get ready but the day was
special to me and the enthusiasm was at its best!
From deciding what to wear, to get ready, it took me an hour
and may be for the first time. I was going to meet “him” for the first time
after all and my happiness knew no bound. Finally at 5, I was all ready to meet
my mystery guy but there was still more 30mins left!!
This time I decided to leave rather than staying back.
Suddenly a thought crossed my mind. I thought of checking out the nearby
archies shop and buy something special for my “someone special”..
I found a card which had the perfect words scribbled on it-
“To my someone special.. To the one who made me feel special”
I reached the café 10mins before the scheduled time. Of
course, the wait was getting too long for me. I took a corner table and kept
staring out of the window. The evening seemed so blissful, as if more colours
were added to nature suddenly. I could see people running, walking, moving on
in their fast life-only mine seemed to have stopped for a bit.
Coming out of the world of thoughts, I looked at the time
and to my surprise, it was 5.40pm!! I got up from my seat and started looking
for him.. but I never saw him before! I dialled his number, but-not reachable!
My heart beats were faster now.. wasn’t he supposed to be there 10mins back??
Even if he is late, why can’t I contact him?? All these thoughts were hovering
around me and my excitement turned to anger and frustration.. I went out of the
café and kept dialling his number. But no use!! Did he lie to me?? was I being
cheated by this “mystery guy”?? but why?? We were best friends.. he would never
do that to me atleast.. there was a battle going on between my mind and heart.
I was scared. It was 6mins past 6 and there was no sign of him.
6.15 pm-
Finally the call was connected.. my heart skipped a beat, I
was sweating like a pig and all I wanted was to hear his voice..
“hello”. It was an unknown voice.
“hello, who is this??” I couldnot say anything more. I
realised, I did not even know his name. I knew nothing about this guy, yet I
was going crazy.
“Sorry mam, this phone is not mine. Do you know the guy to
whom this phone belongs? We brought him to the central hospital! He met with an
accident and we are unable to find any identity. The doctors said, his face is
completely destroyed and cannot be identified”..
My phone slipped down my hands, the card fell down on the
ground, and I could see darkness engulfing me….
As if there was no life left… I travelled back and there was
this flashback of memories, of my mystery guy.. I didn’t even know his name! I
realised how important he had turned out to be but now things fell apart.. I
couldnot breathe, my head hurt and I lay on the ground..embracing the dark and
the feeling of emptiness. I had lost him, the one I admired,loved, the unknown
“someone special”.. whom I can never
“know” ever again…
Days passed, life moved on.. I couldnot dare to go to the
hospital. I had already lost “him”.. I had locked up myself in my room and the
loneliness turned out to be my only companion.. his presence changed my life
and I felt good but now his absence changed it all over again..
Sometimes, we come across people who changeour life forever.
Their existence turns out to be a reason for our happiness. Sometimes, we get
to know them better and sometimes they remain unknown to us, like a mystery..
and not often we get the chance to solve it.
We live with the belief that they will be with us forever
and someday the mystery will be solved.. life is uncertain, we never know what
is waiting for us the next moment..
I believed, he would be by my side forever.. I didn’t even
know his name but that hardly mattered to me, he was my someone special and I
felt, this unknown guy is so known to me.. little did I know, I would be left
with few memories only and an “unsolved puzzle”…
He walked out of my life but the impact was strong,
strong enough to make me live with those little memories.. and I guess that is
when you call someone, your own “someone special”…
