GIFT

Nothing can be decided for sure as your own existence is often questioned due to sheer fate by your conscience at times, then how do you keep at par with being judgmental with exclusive proximity without fail when you’ve failed yourselves so many times? A boy and a girl were sitting in a coffee shop with perspective distinctly distinguishable parted groups. Often the girl looked towards the boy’s side and smiled in a manner which couldn’t be quite comprehended for general civilized respond, on observation it was clearly a sign of acknowledgement of interest towards the boy and soon the comment was made audible. Soon the girl was smiling as the boy walked to her; the first sentence was quite impressive “I don’t use to believe in love and all that emotional crap until now, but now I am beginning to think maybe I was wrong and if anyone proves it I’d like you to be the one” he said in a voice which made the bells ring in girl’s ears for a second she forgot she was in the materialistic world all confused and in dire dilemma of whether to go forth on the path unbound and so spoken of or to avoid the pain and suffering by taking the other road on the fork. “What is it that you seek?” she finally spoke up the boy also confused that he might not have made his intent clear repeated the request once more “let me put it this way…” he began but was interrupted in between “I got what you meant but what I said was what is it you desire? Do you desire to be proved wrong or do you desire me more?” she asked rhetorically he smiled at her meekness and spoke again “perhaps you aren’t quite a philosopher but let me ask you this, how do you plan on proving me wrong without throwing yourselves at me and how could I crave you until my notion of love being a folly was disproved? So even if I chose you would be gaping at nothing but failure. Do you now have an idea of what I desire?” the boy said in the most polite manner he could think of “yes actually I have quite an idea, you want me to pluck you out of your bewilderedness and then throw myself into the flames of agony of love while you can convince yourself of some rational disbeliefs you carry and that for what, humanity? Sorry I am not such a charitable person as to loan you my heart to carry out your skeptic experiments” she said sternly and he was shook to the ground as he stood rooted “well it’s your choice, I only asked I am not forcing you or anything” he replied with a smile on his face but the amplitude of anger just kept on rising on her face as he spoke “you know what? Next time, try harder maybe you’ll get an approval from the girl you are interested in.” She said in a fiery tone “well how I am supposed to try when I don’t believe and you know what I wasn’t even trying for you, I was merely provoking you so that you can make an attempt of convincing me to believe in love” he replied with a smile, it seemed as if his smile was simply mocking the girl’s seriousness and her sharp breaths turned into irritant snarls “why would I do that? Go through all the pains just to prove you something? And moreover what if I finally fail?” she asked in confusion molded with anger “well that’s up to you for deciding and if you’d have tried I assure you, from what I’ve heard love doesn’t fail and neither would’ve you but… well try harder next time” the boy said in a soft tone this time smile was away and his voice carried a serious expression although his face wasn’t so much implementing upon anything. The girl stood there spellbound as she realized that this was one of those times when her thinking was proved condescending with respect to the contradicting incoherent thoughts of another. As few moments passed everything appeared to be at standstill for the two with a swift courteous move the boy leaned forward and kissed the girl on her lips, her cheeks turned pink as he drew away formidably and her eyes turned down as she blushed, she was perhaps totally taken by him and felt like she could do nothing to end this impasse of her feelings, slowly the boy came close to her and whispered in a soft voice “it was nice meeting you, and although my notion of love is still unperturbed I still hope to see you someday as someone who brings about an immense change to what I am in a purely good way” he smiled and blinked his eyes in a gesture which betokened his departure for the moment and the girl too smiled but with pure affection and her smile was the most beautiful thing the boy had ever seen beautiful enough to drive any man insane as he walked away turning back once to see her majestic beauty as she flaunted her flawless smile once again his eyes showed how he now longed for her and even though unspoken verbally it was very much clear to him that in the end he had been proved wrong and for now he didn’t want to wallop her with his new side but inside he soon was to realize how much wrong he was but right now he was just cherishing her beautiful face appearing constantly as he walked away.

//A gift from a friend

Clouds cry for me!

"I have to go for now... please understand" she said in a simple tone convincing me to the heights of hell, I just wanted to look in her beautiful ocean like eyes forever, but I didn't have time, neither did she... Nowdays, my recent enemy was the time, tick tock of my wrist watch just irritated me to no extent and finally, my brain because he had a habit to just stop working whenever my ears implied her name to it...
"Can't you wait, just a little more?" I asked helplessly, even now, my eyes were just fixed on her face... her complexions, her movements... I could read everything, her smile which she served me sheepishly from her red lips on her pink cheeks... her cheeks, absolutely flawless, soft like the silvery clouds...
She came closer to me... and then tightly hugged me, I could stay in her sweet floral essence forever everything seemed to go in a flash, next second her lips were pressed to mine her tounge caught my lips and soon I was hearing the wild throbbing of my brain. It said 'pull off Ronnie pull off, we are on a restaurant bench, not on your bedroom sofa I am sure, she won't like it...' but my heart, it just said two simple words in large beats... "Sweet Lipstick". I was about to vanish in the fluidity of this intense love, when her eyes came to remind of the heavens after death.
"you know, I have to go" saying this, she flanked another smile at my face. I was about to cry as she walked away with my heart... but I felt that it would not be ideal to bid her a goodbye with such a face... besides, my brain croaked... boys don't cry.
I paid the bills to the waiter, who had a wide grin on his face... the bill was not much but still he was happy. I just paid him some satisfactory tip and walked to the door of the restaurant to breathe in some fresh sunlight... the sun felt stingy for the moment its creaminess had gone away with my queen. I just felt horrible like a patient who just needs some oxygen but the idiotic doctor comes to tell him that the oxygen is not there and all he can do is die...
But well I had to live now atleast for her. The next place my bike haulted, was in the baseball stadium, though I was not a good player, but still my queen... my Andie liked my stance. I asked the pitcher to throw the ball... An hour later, I was on my bike again searching for some fun.
The brakes of my bike released smoke the next time when I was on an empty road, a few of my school juniors, were playing on with their bikes, probably learning new stunts to impress the neighbouring girls. I also joined them, as I liked to perform stunts on my bike... half an hour later, I was in the middle of an insane stoppie, when my mobile barked "Andie Calling" the word Andie, simply made my ears hypersensitive and my hand flew to my pocket leaving the bike to go crazy...
After that everything seemed to go in a flash, one second, I was leaning on my bike like a monkey, next second, I was leaning on my friend's shoulder, after they had removed the bike from my leg...
I first went to the company garage for my bike service, they totalled an amount of 500 bucks for the repairs, limpimg I managed to the local hospital for some sonography and treatment. They told me that everything was all right, I just wanted to slap the doctor, because I had often heard them saying "Don't worry, there is nothing to worry but we will have to cut his leg..." but I hoped that my parents had done my insurance. Soon the doctor told me that it is just a sprain, and I will be released soon...
I hoped that their soon would come fast, because I didn't want to reach home late. When the clock ticked 8:00 pm, the doctor came up to me and took a medical chekup... He just had one condition 'I must call my family members including a girl, to pick me up...' I just phoned Andie, but to my demise, she never picked up her phone... I tried many other numbers, but all were busy, at last my school senior came to pick me up for a dinner I was to offer her any day.
As I reached home, I felt a bit driziness, probably because of the CO2 thumping devilishly in my lungs. My mom was ready at the gate with her mobile and some money, I knew where I had to go...
When I started my bike in front of the Mobile recharge centre, the fuel needle just moved a half millimetre. I turned the engine to life and soon I was at the petrol pump. The petrol pump was at an odd place, though the place was good, but it messed up with the beauty of the nature around it. The growl of thunder made me aware of the man at the side of my bike asking how much to fill my tank. I simply handed him 500 bucks and he quickly counted them and put his handle like pipe on my bike... I looked at the hills around me, when I saw Andie sitting on one of them, I could make out simply from where I was... she was facing towards the other side with her back towards me...but she was not alone, there was someone beside her, grabbing her in his arms, he set off the fire sleeping inside my heart which was extinguished by the winds of love long ago...
As soon as I was finished filling my tank, I picked up my bike and went around the hill to see her face to face. The chilling wind and tiny droplets of rain didn't matter much to me, as they numbed my almost bare chest, I just checked the pocket knife in my right pocket. It was safely tucked there with delicacy.
The face of Andie, was remarkable she was just stunned to see me there, but not a drop of horror inflicted her beautiful face. After a second, I heard her voice in my ears, I stopped slowly after a long brake of 2 metres. When she came to me, her face was booming with happiness, "Who is he?" I asked in a threatening voice which made her smile disappear. "Listen I can explain this..." she said to me in a convincing tone. "I don't want any explainations from you...". As I took out the pocket knife from my pocket, I finally noticed the look of fear on her face. "It's gonna hurt, it will last long..." I said pionting my knife towards her... I saw the other guy running towards us, too late... "you don't need to do this..." Andie said in a croaky voice... "I never meant to do this..." I simply replied.
Soon I was walking towards my bike grasping my knife tightly... both of my hands were dripping with blood and the rain was trying to dilute the intense blood along with my senses, I was about to fall off like a dried leaf when I was caught by two arms, they were warm and soft they didn't seem to shiver or shake, soon I was lying down on Andie's lap, my palms could feel the gushing of blood as my senses began to numb... though her face was sheilding me, the tears from her eyes felt like loads of hot,salty Mercury drops and they flowed effortlessly, faster than the blood flowing out from my wrists...
Soon I woke up in the hospital to know that it was Andie's younger cousin whom I had mistaken for her new boyfriend or so... just after letting me know the whole truth, I saw a thousand expressions cross her face anger, amazement, love etc. I could not face my parents in this condition, but they were standing by my side at this moment with a thousand phrases to blurt... I could feel their gazes pierce my skin... I was soon eased as Andie bent down on my face to kiss me shielding the world from me through her intimately soft hair, I could see the lights fade as her hair drew a curtain for me...