PLATFORM
“Your constant gazing was inviting attention of everyone on us. It was a bit intimidating……. deep in my heart I hoped none of my friends were aware of it. But you seemed even ignorant of the anxiety that flashed on my face. Trying to discourage you , I became indifferent……tried to participate with others in the chat, but…….your glances, they never got out of me…….Unaware of what I was doing I just informed my friends that I was heading to the library in a tone that would have been audible to you. You asked something ……..but I didn’t bother to answer, putting up my act of indifference!
In the library I issued a few books and tried to read few pages but…….those words were obscure to me. I was in my own world .With the sound of every footstep, my eyes went to the door……but you weren’t there! Half an hour passed, then an hour……. It seemed that I was weaving the entire stuff…..you were never there. Then you came ….. came and took a seat in a nearby table. Your presence frightened me. I thrust myself into the book…….always apprehending that you would come up with some words ……. You even tried to….you looked at me absorbedly and I trying to act I didn’t see, got absorbed in the book….and when I finished reading a chapter or so, it was announced library would be closed in ten minutes…….I looked around, you weren’t there …….perhaps everything was my creation,……my weaving.”
“Then you never even attended the classes, as though you vanished from this world ……. as if you were only an idea…….an idea of my happiness. My heart was anxious to know your whereabouts, but……..I won’t ask …..I didn’t wish to betray my feelings. As days passed by it became clear to me that you wont come”, tears came to Naina’s eyes.
“Wow! What do you wish to tell me Naina ……..that I was always a fool …… that I can’t even read your eyes correctly ……Yes, I went to the library only for you …… to tell you ……. What you meant to me? How I felt for you? But you made me feel ……that my presence was loathsome to you …...... I debated with myself, whether you would reject ……… or accept……..the more I saw you ……..you absorbed in that book …. … I only saw rejection wrought in big letters …….. so I left the room”, then handing over a paper to Naina, Abhinav continued, “That night sitting besides the lamp all alone, when others were sleeping, I wrote this …….since then I have never parted with it …….. However I may try ……I never could…..”
“Now those things make no difference, you know ……. One cant bring back, what is once gone…… its gone and gone forever”, Naina searched into her purse and took out a card, took out a pen and wrote in a cursive handwriting----- To , Mr and Mrs Raichowdhury.
Handed the card to Abhinav and swiftly left, before he could say something. With her luggage as she headed to platform no.3, her vision was blurred with huge tears. It’s awful! She had often prayed, if once she could meet Abhinav. But now…it was awful. Her heart felt a heavy burden something was crushing it. The knowledge that he was always hers, had she only opened her lips, had she confessed her feelings, perhaps life now would have been a different stuff. They would have been waiting on this platform, not as strangers but as……………….......perhaps some dreams never come true. But she had accepted that, even forgotten, but today, life pricked that wound afresh.
to be cont.
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