nmalik121
April 16th, 2007, 04:22 PM
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As they say, it was official now. We were not anymore in a relationship. Our 4-years long love relationship collapsed. I was seeing it coming. However, when it came, it was quite tough to face it. We loved each-other and took vows to stay together until death do us apart (YES, we watched a lot of our infamous BOLLYWOOD movies). It seems now that all those pledges belonged to historical Roman’s days.
Today, circumstances have changed, and so we too. To me, she was dumping me and for her, we were having a mutually-accepted break-up. Shefali wanted to continue casual friendship after her so-called break-up. On the other hand, I, a simple and straight guy, found it too hot to be friend with my girl friend, oops, sorry………. ex-girl friend.
Shefali’s mother wanted her to marry some software geek working at MICROSOFT or some other place. Her mother had seen herself compromising all life with her clerk husband’s meager salary. But she had different plans for her daughter. For her, I was a guy good for nothing who earns hardly Rs. 6,000. My 4-digits salary in rupees couldn’t challenge the storm of 6-digit salary in dollars. Shefali literally lived in the shadow of her mother. On the top of that, my frustration over not so rocking career, made it almost impossible for us to connect with each-other.
She decided to meet to call it off permanently. I was bit confused about this meeting. My point: Why to meet for saying GOODBYE, when it is obvious to both of us. Should I go, hug her and make a speech about her diminishing importance in my life and give her a farewell party? As you know, girls would be girls. Shefali also knows very well to get her ways, at least with me.
Delhi Haat, a favorite hang-out place for teenage lovers with cheap food and decent crowd around, today it is going to be a mute spectator of a break-up. Winter season was at its peak in January. Really tell you, winters in Delhi just sucks. I reached at the right time. I sat on a concrete stand situated at the center of the Delhi Haat. Looking around other couples, I started feeling bit nostalgic.
In the meanwhile, Shefali came and broke my chain of thoughts. As usual, Shefali was 15 minutes late. Wearing a white suit with black jeans, and blue shawl, unlocked hairs, composed facial expressions gave her a look of some beautiful, dignified female judge of some High Court. I was surprised with this strange imagination in this kind of situation.
Shefali: How are you?
Me: Do I need to answer? You know I hate these silly formal questions.
Shefali: OK…aaaaaaaaaaaYYY (stretching voice in her typical girlish way)
Me: Anyway, now what you expect me to say?
Shefali: Well...(choosing words carefully) since we have spent really good time together, you have been a great support to me and a very important part of my life. So, it would be better to be genuine friends from now on instead of cutting off completely. We share common friends, so it is obvious that will meet again and again. I hope you understand.
(It was her calmness that made me uncomfortable. She was showing altogether new side of her personality, unknown to me.)
Me: Noooooooo. I don't understand. (Spoke at such a high pitch of voice, that everyone around us looked at me, sensing that something is wrong with this guy, may be ditching her girl friend.) I really don’t understand. Why should we meet again, when we have nothing to do with each-other? I don’t want continuous conflicts.
(She began sobbing. Again I had to bear those “I knew you are the culprit” looks from other couples around us. Now, certainly I was the villain of this not-so-fairy tale.)
Me: Please don’t cry. I ammmmmmmm……………..sorry Shefu. I didn’t mean to hurt you but… (Looking for words in mind…..trust me, guys just don’t know what to say when girls begin to cry.)
Shefali: Please understand, I can’t live with this feeling of guilt forever. (I was shocked to hear that she was feeling guilty for breaking up. I just melted down like butterscotch.)
Me: Okay….. (With a wry smile on face to console her and perhaps myself too, but sadness in eyes was telling a different story.)
Within past 10 minutes, a long phase of my life has passed with a pinch of salt and YES…hurt also. She went and I was standing there alone. It’s all come down to this -- the sad moment when you sign on to the face book and change your relationship status from "In a Relationship" to "Single."
As they say, it was official now. We were not anymore in a relationship. Our 4-years long love relationship collapsed. I was seeing it coming. However, when it came, it was quite tough to face it. We loved each-other and took vows to stay together until death do us apart (YES, we watched a lot of our infamous BOLLYWOOD movies). It seems now that all those pledges belonged to historical Roman’s days.
Today, circumstances have changed, and so we too. To me, she was dumping me and for her, we were having a mutually-accepted break-up. Shefali wanted to continue casual friendship after her so-called break-up. On the other hand, I, a simple and straight guy, found it too hot to be friend with my girl friend, oops, sorry………. ex-girl friend.
Shefali’s mother wanted her to marry some software geek working at MICROSOFT or some other place. Her mother had seen herself compromising all life with her clerk husband’s meager salary. But she had different plans for her daughter. For her, I was a guy good for nothing who earns hardly Rs. 6,000. My 4-digits salary in rupees couldn’t challenge the storm of 6-digit salary in dollars. Shefali literally lived in the shadow of her mother. On the top of that, my frustration over not so rocking career, made it almost impossible for us to connect with each-other.
She decided to meet to call it off permanently. I was bit confused about this meeting. My point: Why to meet for saying GOODBYE, when it is obvious to both of us. Should I go, hug her and make a speech about her diminishing importance in my life and give her a farewell party? As you know, girls would be girls. Shefali also knows very well to get her ways, at least with me.
Delhi Haat, a favorite hang-out place for teenage lovers with cheap food and decent crowd around, today it is going to be a mute spectator of a break-up. Winter season was at its peak in January. Really tell you, winters in Delhi just sucks. I reached at the right time. I sat on a concrete stand situated at the center of the Delhi Haat. Looking around other couples, I started feeling bit nostalgic.
In the meanwhile, Shefali came and broke my chain of thoughts. As usual, Shefali was 15 minutes late. Wearing a white suit with black jeans, and blue shawl, unlocked hairs, composed facial expressions gave her a look of some beautiful, dignified female judge of some High Court. I was surprised with this strange imagination in this kind of situation.
Shefali: How are you?
Me: Do I need to answer? You know I hate these silly formal questions.
Shefali: OK…aaaaaaaaaaaYYY (stretching voice in her typical girlish way)
Me: Anyway, now what you expect me to say?
Shefali: Well...(choosing words carefully) since we have spent really good time together, you have been a great support to me and a very important part of my life. So, it would be better to be genuine friends from now on instead of cutting off completely. We share common friends, so it is obvious that will meet again and again. I hope you understand.
(It was her calmness that made me uncomfortable. She was showing altogether new side of her personality, unknown to me.)
Me: Noooooooo. I don't understand. (Spoke at such a high pitch of voice, that everyone around us looked at me, sensing that something is wrong with this guy, may be ditching her girl friend.) I really don’t understand. Why should we meet again, when we have nothing to do with each-other? I don’t want continuous conflicts.
(She began sobbing. Again I had to bear those “I knew you are the culprit” looks from other couples around us. Now, certainly I was the villain of this not-so-fairy tale.)
Me: Please don’t cry. I ammmmmmmm……………..sorry Shefu. I didn’t mean to hurt you but… (Looking for words in mind…..trust me, guys just don’t know what to say when girls begin to cry.)
Shefali: Please understand, I can’t live with this feeling of guilt forever. (I was shocked to hear that she was feeling guilty for breaking up. I just melted down like butterscotch.)
Me: Okay….. (With a wry smile on face to console her and perhaps myself too, but sadness in eyes was telling a different story.)
Within past 10 minutes, a long phase of my life has passed with a pinch of salt and YES…hurt also. She went and I was standing there alone. It’s all come down to this -- the sad moment when you sign on to the face book and change your relationship status from "In a Relationship" to "Single."