Wednesday, 29 March 2017

breakup letter

Dear Rupa,

I have always been dry and emotionless most times. One of my gifts. So still I don't cry very often. I am still like a dry fish which someone just pulled out of the water. My lungs still getting sucked of oxygen as I wait for things to die.

The 300kms distance from Delhi is somehow more than what is used to be. Today when I saw Delhi Bus there was not that the usual smile that used to cover my face, it was a kinda dread that took over me. There are few things that I want to tell you before I let you go. First is as we have started telling each other. I will be here for you and I assume that you will there for me as well. Thanks for that. I won't ask for much. I can't ask for much. Not because I have suddenly developed pride, as you know, in-front of you, my ego dissolves like salt in water. But still, I would believe that you will there for me. For over the years that's what kept us going through tough times. And maybe will help me go through for the rest of this overwhelming journey.

 Secondly, if you tell me someday that we want to meet, that you need help, that you miss me, please do.  I won't assume that the lava of our love has somehow found its way to the thrust, or you just need me for emotional or other support, we don't have to be 'couples' to support each other. It has been a painful learning. And as I have come on the other side of the bridge, I understand it better. You just have to say it. And I will be there. I will wait.

 I understand that I have lost your love and it was painful (still is) but in my wise moments, I understand you enough to let you go. I will always be the president of Harshita Fan Club, and always be indebted to you for all the beautiful moments we have shared in the last four years. Waise Bhi for how long anyone can be sad for the four most beautiful years of his life.

 This quote came back to me on my walk to a waterfall "You can't step into a river twice". For the river is always changing/flowing. I had kept this photograph of the river and thought that this was my river, my favorite river but little did I understood that the river was moving while I was the one stagnant. I still have the photograph though and I keep looking at it. You are right, we imperfect humans love imperfectly. We are in love with the idea of a person. After some time all that remains is an idea when the person has long gone.  


I loved when one day you said that you are "happier" after the breakup because that is exactly where I wanted you to be if we ever broke up. Not happy/satisfied/ chal-raha-hai. But Happier. I will take my time. I am a bit slow at this. But will be joining you soon in the "Happier-Zone".

Thanks,
Taara

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