Aleena sat there, all this while, listening to my story.
We had just spoken for a good seven hours straight, and mall was
nearing its closing time now. Well, I had done the speaking part more.
Her eyes wet, my throat choking, all the tries to have a
determined face went straight out of the window just as she held my hand.
There was just one thing left to be done here. I was done
apologizing to the people who did not care for one. Aleena did, and that’s what
she got.
“Aleena… I’m sorry I wasn’t in touch with you all this time. And
I’m sorry that I spoke to you rudely, telling you things of all sorts like I’ve
found someone I can love more than you. I’m not sorry I was in love, and not at
all sorry that I was, with her. She gave me a lesson I would not give up for my
life. Yet I’m sorry I let you go. You were really someone I wish I had held on
to. I loved you beyond crazy, and you knew me more than many of the people I
have around me all the while. And yet we were just friends and that never hurt.
I’m sorry for all the time I might have hurt you. Yes you never seem to be hurt
by anything I do, and I never felt like a part of your life, but you were, of
mine. And you made it easy to live through it all. Two years of my horrible
jokes, you never gave up, neither on them, nor on me. And I gave up on you when
you did not call for a few months. Maybe that was only for the reason I felt
you did not need me ever, or rather not at all anymore. Yes at times you do
make me feel that things that I do don’t matter to you at all, but the next
moment you make me feel wanted yet again.
Aleena you asked me why I did not call you when I went through all
this. The reason was simple. I did not have you around when I had all the
happiness in the world to share. I did not deserve you around when all I had
was just sorrow and pain. I’m sorry for both.”
“I’ll be by your side now Suraj.” Aleena said, giving me another
tight hug.
I knew I had my once upon a time best friend back with me. Maybe
this was luck shining back on my side.
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