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The smile suddenly fades. The gaze gets fixed and a sense of serenity prevails. The hearts however beat louder- enough for the ears to hear and the senses to feel the lub dub.

The closeness zeroes in and so do the eyes which get shut as if the world around has plunged into darkness. The embrace is tighter than the one a child would give to his/her mother when the lightning strikes or when frightened on hearing a heavy sound. Those moments of silence were intercepted by the heaving breathing of the two souls lost in each other and at times a soft laughter or a murmur intermittently…

A tear slowly tiptoes its way out of the eye lids which are now closed- shut, infact, trying to shut out the moments and erase the memories of those beautiful moments which were perhaps momentary! The lips which were shivering like a leaf fluttering in the soft breeze are now as if sealed with something other than a smile and shyness they used to express once. The heart beats no more with the same fastness- it is as if there is no need for the beats to be rhythmic anymore and so is the life that it beats for.

There was nothing which could enchant her. No comedy which could make her smile. No sight, no words which could spark a joy in her eyes which are now lost into the nothingness from where only he could retrieve her. She cursed herself every moment in her thoughts for it- why did she ask him to forget her when she loved him crazily? Why did she take a promise from him forcefully asking him not to meet her ever when she knew he would never refuse a word of her? Why did she ask him not to contact him anymore? Why?

… the moments which could have been a memory for life time suddenly  transformed into a realization which bought them back to the world where they lived. A sense of guilt prevailed. A silence more painful than death crawled onto the nerves as both of them sat staring at the floor – eyes fixed, yet unstable in thoughts. It seemed as if a thousand commands were given as input for a single program creating confusion and a maze like situation for the CPU to give a conclusive output.

He tried to speak but there was something in her speech which made him keep silent. Heart heavy with promises she had asked him to accept, he left her place with a book she gave him – the last memory he clutched to his heart.  Walking nowhere but still walking in the brightness of the noon and thinking about the darkness that had suddenly engulfed him, he messaged to her – am sorry to have hurt u,wntd to c ur smile as always but gifted u …

Before he could complete the message and send it to her, he was already home.  The phone however was ringing and it lay unanswered on the asphalted pathway -dark and newly laid.

 While the body lay on the road surrounded by people who were anxiously staring at the wounds caused by the auto rickshaw which hurled him a mile away, the soul traveled all the way to reach home in a flick of a second safely but hurt and wounded.

He was still carrying the book she gave him. The title of the book made his soul smile - Love …was never mine!  

She never got a chance to see him, nor talk again. She was now lost in the nothingness, from which he retrieved her once, forever!