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Beautiful Moment of Togetherness - NEVER AGAIN…


There are times when we think of someone and wish that they were with us at that moment. When we close our eyes and hope that the wait isn't too long; and patiently or impatiently wait for that time to pass. And the moment we meet that person it’s like living all those long tortured moments (which could be yearlong at times) in that few precious seconds of the meeting. All of us have felt it at some point or the other in our lives. But what would we do when we remember someone and know that we can never have that beautiful moment of togetherness again?

I am not speaking of those characters whose role in your life have ended; but are still continuing their performance in some different stage. I do have few people in my life with whom the ties are either broken or just too strained to be normal. But they are there somewhere in this world living their lives. So although the probability of us being together is close to NEVER, it’s not IMPOSSIBLE. May be few years down the line our roads may cross again. We might be changed persons at that time and be glad to see each other or we might still continue the awkwardness and behave like strangers. So like I said the probability of us being together is QUITE POSSIBLE although NOT CERTAIN; but whether it would be a happy or awkward meeting would be TOTALLY UNCERTAIN; since it does not solely depend on you, it equally depends on the other person too. So yeah, if you put in an effort to set up a meeting with those old lost contacts, you might stand a chance of at least seeing them.

But if you noticed my question was actually; what would we do when we remember someone and know that we can NEVER have that beautiful moment of togetherness AGAIN. Yes, I am talking of someone whom you know that your chances of meeting are humanly IMPOSSIBLE; because that someone is no longer alive. So no matter what effort you put in, no matter how many plans you make or change, you will never be able to arrange for that moment of togetherness. What would you do then?

All say that Time is a healer; it will help you forget that person. But you never will forget that person; will you? May be the number of times their thought comes to us gradually reduces. But even if we end up in remembering that person once a week instead of everyday; the amount of torture of those few seconds of remembrance is UNDEFINABLE. How would you share all those feelings or thoughts with that person; that you could never tell him or her? How would you feel when every time you mention of that person in present tense in any conversation; you have to take a brief pause and refer to him or her in past tense? How would you bear the thought that you can never see or hug that person ever; no matter how much badly you tried? You would look up to the sky and wish that all those bedtime stories of angels are really true. And that they would take just this one message of yours; that you miss him or her; that your life is and will never be the same without him. No matter how hard you try not to let those tears from forming in your eyes, they just flow as if they never had stopped. The pain, the torture of the very thought, that you will never see that person again; that you can never hug him or talk to him, and all that is left with you are his memories; is gut wrenching.

It will be one year this August since I lost my Dad to an accident; but it’s like just yesterday that I wished him good night over the call. I still remember, when I got to know that he is no more, I just kept thinking how will my life be without him; and I couldn't imagine anything; I was blank. But today; I know how it is like living without him and I can predict how the rest of my life would be. It will definitely not be the same. Missing him has become my habit. I haven’t stopped living, and I will continue to live the dreams he had for me; but my world isn't the same and it will never be.

So what can you do; when you remember someone and know that you can NEVER have that beautiful moment of togetherness AGAIN? Those who know what this is like can never express it and those who have never been there will never know it.

-Sarita
(19th April 2014)


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