Waited.

She looked at the straw hut.

Two years. It had been two years when she was sitting under the tree and crying when Sagar came along. He stopped, bent towards her and asked if she was ok. She quickly wiped off her tears. Tears were too personal to be shared with a stranger. He sat beside her and offered her his handkerchief. She just looked away and said “I'm fine”. He sat nevertheless. And that is how it began.

Sagar would meet her everyday under this tree. And then came autumn. The tree shed its leaves … once family, now strangers. So Sagar built a straw hut with her help. They met, they talked, they shared cosy moments. A few months later he started becoming distant and aloof. The daily meetings were reduced to weekly and then fortnightly. She waited. She craved his presence, the intimacy. She asked him if he had “moved on”. He laughed and said he never leaves or moves on. But he never explained his absences to her. She waited. Everyday she would go to the straw hut and wait. She wanted to tell him how much he meant to her, how much those moments meant to her. But he was always in a hurry. She waited. She sensed that he was under stress. She asked him and he said he will tell about it later as he was in a hurry now. She waited. She wanted to tell him that she had got an offer from a city far away, wanted to ask him if she should leave or stay. He said he'll think and let her know later. She waited. And then one day she went to the straw hut.

She looked at the straw hut. Looked at it for quite a few minutes. She then took out a box of matchsticks, lit many and kept them in the hut. Slowly, a fire started raging and eating the hut. She smiled, turned away and walked towards home. Waiting, no more.

Have you ever ...

Have you ever kept walking ...
Knowing that there is no destination ahead?

Have you ever prayed with all your heart ...
Knowing that your prayers are never going to be answered?

Have you ever kept swimming ...
Knowing that there is no shore ahead?

Have you ever asked questions aloud ...
Knowing that there are no answers?

Have you ever passionately wished for something ...
Knowing that it simply isn't in your destiny?

Have you ever waited for someone ...
Knowing well that the person is never ever going to turn up?

Have you ever lived ...
Without hope?

My Bar Of Chocolate

I never understood why. Why is it that I fell in love with you? Beautiful as it is, it is in stark contrast to the cruelty of destiny. For, as much as I wish to and as much as I want to, I can never ever have you. You remind me of an incident in my childhood. 

Once when I was a little girl, I was walking past a confectionery store and saw this lovely chocolate bar. I wanted to have it. Checked my pocket. Didn't have enough money. Thought of getting it from home and remembered I wasn't allowed chocolate because a visit to the dentist was due. I couldn't have the chocolate, but that didn't mean I didn't want the chocolate. I stared at it till my brother came looking for me and took me home. 

You are that bar of chocolate that I so badly want and know that I can never have. I watch you and adore you from afar, regardless ... Till someone comes and takes me away from you. Takes me home. 

Mind Games

A person likes you and looks for ways to come closer to you ... to become your friend. And once that person is your friend he/she becomes the best one ever ... shares secrets, is there for you in your hour of need, stands up for you and fights for you, lends their shoulder to you for you to cry on, helps you out emotionally or financially. You start trusting that person. But slowly you start losing all your other friends because this person won’t share you with anyone. You become emotionally attached and dependent on that person. And this is when the mind games begin.

Manipulating you by showing you the fault of your other friends, of emotionally blackmailing you and reminding you that “I have always stood by you and worked for your good. If you choose not to believe me or listen to me then we can call this friendship quits” ... You are now isolated. You are scared of losing the only close friend in your life and hence agree to whatever the person says. The person knows how vulnerable you are and plays upon your insecurities very well. Instead of helping you to be independent, the person ensures that he/she becomes your mental crutch. You forget how to think, react or resolve on your own and rely on this mental crutch for all your problems. 

You might wonder why would anyone do something so sinister. Well, human tendency is such that it loves to control things around it – nature, weather, machinery, etc. And what else could be the most powerful form of yielding control than over another person’s mind? It feeds their sense of power and once they know that they have full control over someone’s mind they move on to another person ... leaving the one behind a complete emotional wreck. They actually don’t care about you. They just enjoy the power of controlling your mind and influencing your decisions to their advantage, all under the garb of friendship. Garb of friendship because a true friend never imposes their opinions on you. A true friend will advise you and then respect your decision regardless.

A true friend will never play mind games on you.

Touché

He looked lovingly at his creation. A pair of eyes and ears, nose, lips, mouth, cheeks, forehead and chin on the face, neck, torso, a pair of hands and legs, hair ... He had paid attention to every minute detail. Prior to this, all His creations were His experiments. And he had made many. Some lived on land, some in the oceans and a chosen few on both. He had made the finishing touches to his latest creation when He remembered His own rule – “Every species shall mate with its own and never with another species”. So He made another version of his creation and now He had both – a male and a female of His latest creation. The human species.

The archangels all looked at the creation in awe and chorused, “Awesome!”

One of them gleefully said, “Just imagine, once this species starts breeding there will be so many of these awesome creatures everywhere on earth!”

God sighed. He shook his head and said “Perfection is boring. And if the offspring bears resemblance to its parents there shall be much unwanted confusion and chaos. Why, the species might even lose interest in breeding if it sees the same of the opposite kind everywhere, eventually leading to its extinction.”

The archangels chorused “How true!”

God sighed. He then started tweaking the template and though the base format remained the same, He started making alterations as to the colour of the skin, hair and eyes, the height. It took Him quite a few days but He eventually came up with varied editions of His latest creation. He lined them up proudly for the archangels to marvel.

The archangels chorused “Marvellous!”

God sighed. The physical attributes were all multifarious but what of the behavioural attributes? With His divine powers He instilled varying degrees of the seven virtues and vices in the various editions of his creation. So now, not only did they differ according to colour, height and physicality but also in kindness, cruelty, brevity, cowardice, prudence, greed, intelligence, foolishness, magnanimity, miserliness, honesty, deceitfulness, etc. He lined them up proudly.

The archangels chorused, “Magnificent!”

God finally heaved a sigh of relief. He instructed his archangels to descend on earth and position the different editions of his creations in different parts of the world. He would then induce life in them and they will then sustain and reproduce their own kind. Soon the earth will have a variety of his most proud creation – the human.

Many centuries later the humans formed a variety of Gods. Touché!