HISTORY repeats itself…
there's hardly any reason to believe otherwise. I had given up hope of finding
a someone, I would grow to love, who would say 'please stay - a few more
minutes" and mean it. But - I did. Out of nowhere he walked into my life.
He was this endearing, happy, peaceful human being, the likes of master Shifu. We
met at a guest house, in sylvan surroundings. It rained the proverbial rain and
we spoke into the night. I sang, he listened, we spoke about books and poets
and snow and sun… oh yes and lost track of time. Suddenly, "Oh, time for
you to leave I suppose? Let me walk you to your bike, better still, I'll come
with you on the bike and get off some place, that way I will get a few more
minutes with you." My mind voice "WHaaat? Really? Did I hear you
right?". Why was this so important to me? I didn’t know. I guess I was
just used to people saying please leave, your choice to stay or leave… a little
too often and here was someone who wanted ten more minutes with me. I felt 17
again. That’s just a number.
I left … he said we'll meet
again. I believed. I smiled. In all my joy, I called him - silence, messages -
silence. he didn’t respond - I was disappointed - end of story everything else
written above doesn’t matter. History repeats itself… there's hardly any reason
to believe otherwise.
But then history may also
add a few pages to its past while repeating itself right. Make do for the
errors, right a few wrongs. Despite all my ego and heartache – I called him one
last time. No response. He called back. "we're very simple people, we lead
a very simple life, nothing can go wrong. Good you called. Was just held up
with something new and haven’t had time to breathe. Been wanting to call you"
He said. Nothing else mattered and I… well! We'll meet again he said and this
time we did.
I was riding back from work
across the lake and suddenly the phone rang, "ennamma kuzhandai eppadi
irukkae?" awwwwww… that endearing voice, that child like abandon, that
disarming smile all at once. "Hey… what a surprise!" I said and hid
my excitement. "So where exactly are you now?" He asked, "Right
next to the place I dropped you off last time." (Poetic Justice) I
replied. "Oh good! Just take a left turn and meet me at the west gate, I'm
here" "You're here? Really when did you land? How long are you
here?" I enquired. "Areh… How does it matter, I am here, I want to
see you even if it means we're spending only half an hour together." I
smiled, I cried, I felt warm. I went, he was there waiting and then… well! The
rest as they say is … HISTORY.
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