My last exam of the term was over.
We all wished each other "happy student's independence day" ..It was the last day of the session, we wished each other happy holiday, but in my case it was not just a holiday or temporary leave... I was parting off from them forever.
I WAS LEAVING !
I was leaving the city, leaving the country, I was leaving India.
It was not only the last day of the session but also the last day in that school .. last day with all my high school mates.
I wished everyone a very happy future, was going to miss them a lot.. spending so many days with them, sharing so much, fighting for all rubbish things.. was going to miss it all.
My friends hugged me, kissed my cheeks, tears rolling on their face. It was a very special moment for me.. One of the most emotional 'n' touching moment with my buddies.
I promised them all that I'll be in touch.
Though I wasn't really sure whether I'll be able to or not...
I looked around. My high school. I was leaving .....
Everyone was there in the huge Assembly Hall enjoying there last day of the session.
Teachers, students, parents...
Yet! someone was missing,
I turned, my eyes chased around to spot his face ..
He was not there.
My friends, they said they were very angry with me as I was parting away from them, but I didn't bother to answer. Instead my whole concentration was on finding him, all I wanted was to see him the last time...
I knew he hated me,
I wasn't important to him, why will he even bother to show himself to me ?!!!
Yet, to me he has always been, he still was important then.
I couldn't afford to leave without seeing his face once ....
I pushed the crowd behind, excused myself from my friends,
I scanned each and every corner, each and every person present out there.
I saw his friends, chatting, having a gala time, laughing and giggling...
But, he was not with them..
WHERE COULD HE BE???
I was desperate to meet him!
I stepped out of the Assembly Hall, I tip-toed to the first floor.
His class was empty as well..
I still had more than half an hour to stay..
I was scared of leaving without even seeing a single glimse of him.
I loitered around the first-floor corridoor for another ten minutes. He did not appear ...
I sat at one corner of the corridoor, rested my head on my arms joining my legs together.
I started to sob ...
THE FLASH BACK..
It started to re-appear,
Firstly, his face, his eyes, his lips, the way he used to hold my hands tight and explain how incomplete he was without me.
Then, the first time when I saw him crying because of me..
I was the one to hurt him so much. He had the right to hate me, so he did.
I was still weeping, was growing more and more weak..
But just then, I heard a voice,
" Don't cry, you don't look good while crying. You're leaving today. You should depart with a happy face so that whenever you remember these days you just get a smile on your face." . . . . .
I knew who it was,
The same voice, the same harsh tone, the same sweetness peeping from the words... the same feel in those words.
IT WAS HIM !!!!
I quickly wiped off my tears with the right sleeve of the blazer I wore ... and looked up.
I tried not to cry but.. tears burst out of my eyes as I saw him.
He stood few feet away from me, his eyes all watery and a red rose on his right hand...
" I love you babe!"
he said,
the same manner he used to say...
That was it, I needed nothing more to go weak on my nees.
He stepped forward, held my shoulders and pulled me up... slowly handed over the rose to me.
then, spread his arms to hold me.
I pushed myself forward and my arms went around his neck as he placed his hands around my waist.. and the time stopped.
It was magical. The noice from down stairs seemed like paling off .. just the two of us.
The sound of our heart beats and the gentle movement of the breeze ..
We stood still holding each other.
I wasn't ready to leave him, but then I realized my phone vibrating.
I let go my arms off his neck and recieved the call..
It was my mom,
she asked me to get down and come outside the gate, she was waiting and it was already late ...
I had to reach the airport on time.
_" I'll be there in few minutes mumma."
I hung up.
I looked up, straight into his eyes.
Till then I knew he did not hate me.
I had to leave. He knew that. He unwrapped his hands from my waist ...
None of ur spoke, our eyes did.
I stepped down the stair and saw him disappearing with each step I take down the stairs.After some time, he was out of my sight. He did not follow me.. I guess I knew why ...
I waved all my friends a final 'bye' ! and stepped inside my car..
I fiddled with the rose he gave, drowned in his thoughts.
I knew I wont be able to see him again ...
But, I loved him and ... I STILL DO...
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