Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Nine Years

Nine years is a really long time. But she hadn’t changed. Of course she had put on a little more weight, her curves more visible now. But that’s because she had grown from a child to a woman. Even her lips were fuller, more sensuous, more inviting. He was mesmerized by their movement as they chased each other to form words.

But nothing about her had changed. Though he had traveled the world over, though he had visited his family in the bricked structure called home, this is where he felt he belonged. Right here, hidden in the shadows of the tree, watching her from this comfortable distance, this is where he belonged.

She was just eighteen and he wanted to marry her. He was certain if he had asked her then, she would willingly have agreed to. But how much did an eighteen year old know about being married? How much did anyone really ever know about being married? Sounds of her infectious laughter floated to his hears.


He wanted to reach out and run his fingers through her hair; as he had wanted to do those nine years ago when her hair was short, just above her ears. He always felt that they would be like soft dawn, light and soft. But he would never know, because he would never get close enough to her to touch them. He saw the man beside her turn around with a smile on his face.

Had he made her laugh?

He watched as the other man’s eyes lingered on her laughter filled face. She was still laughing as she rested her head on his shoulder. His arm circled her shoulders and caressed her arms. Still, smiling he kissed her forehead. She looked at him with laughter filled eyes.

In the shadows, he moved. He knew what that look could make you feel. It made you feel like for that one moment, you would conquer a million worlds. Something twisted in his heart, but he did not notice it. He had gotten used to that feeling. Every time he had seen a couple in love, he had thought of her and something in his heart had twisted. It had hurt in the beginning, but now it felt perfect. Almost welcome.

He kissed his fingertips and blew that kiss her way. Would the breeze really carry it to her?

She stirred from his embrace as if something bothered her. The breeze blew a wisp of hair off her cheek. She frowned in confusion and looked towards the shadow. Her beautiful eyes squinted to discern what lay there. He slinkered further into the dark. He did not want to be noticed.

The man by her side rubbed her shoulders and frowned down at her with concern. She shook her head, to clear some imaginary confusion and smiled prettily at him. He watched as love wrapped itself once again around her, like it always had. He turned his back on her and left.

Maybe he could see her again after another nine years.


18 comments:

•♥•♥[V]♥•♥• said...

where do you get these ideas yaar..

my mind made a movie out of this..

i see pain here though..

tc

AshenGlow said...

Really nice... I love the way you write re... So is this another trail of posts that would keep people hooked on to your web log for another couple of weeks to come? If so, Way to go!!


Cheers,
Ashen

Prakhar said...

Probably...nine years from now...I can be the protagonist of this one :)...beautifully expressed feeling!

d gypsy! said...

:)

marvin the paranoid android said...

beauty... you captivate. period. while i was reading the post, i could just visualise myself in that dark corner.. in fact it felt natural, as if it had to be me.. no one else could have been there...

but as i sat down to pem down my comment, i thought more, about who the girl and the other guy could be, but got no answers... and then i realised i hardly fit the bill for your protagonist... but as i read the post again, i again slipped down into the role so naturally...

guess it is not for nothing that you are called a sorceress of words...

rain girl said...

you totally write like a M&B story..i mean your description of people..but the stories are different....readable...nice...

n good to see quick updates... :)

the nutcase airborne said...

i do not come online much, being net-challenged, but i do know where to go to make my forays worthwhile..ur blog was something i associate with, and was nice to find someone who could put feelings into words with the accuracy of a laser guided bomb for the effect it had.. kudos..

Pranay said...

It really was amazing. I could see a movie develop in front of my eyes. I could see every expression on their faces. It was magical. Don't feel sad just enchanted.

comfortably numb said...

loved tht line abt whether d breeze would carry d kiss to her or not...poignant.period!!!

Beauty and the BEast said...

@ V

eeps!! I dunno.. the ideas just pop in my head.. :P

Not pain.. nah! I dont think pain.. longing maybe... but not pain..

Beauty and the BEast said...

@ ashenglow

LOL! no no I am off from the series bit for a while..

lets stick to short stories..

Beauty and the BEast said...

@ Prakhar

I hope not :O

Thanks for the comment!

Beauty and the BEast said...

@ d gypsy

:)

Beauty and the BEast said...

@ Marvin

as usual the curiosity surfaces and a million questions I need to put to you.. :P

But thanks for the high praise!

Beauty and the BEast said...

@ raingirl

Thank you thank you!! Now that bit really flattered me :)

Beauty and the BEast said...

@ the nutcase airborne

Thanks! :)

DO drop in more often! And it will always be a pleasure to see you here..

Beauty and the BEast said...

@ Pranay

Thanks!!

I like that!! The feeling of leaving a reader enchanted.. nice..

Beauty and the BEast said...

@ comfortably numb

Thanks! Sometimes the breeze does play wonders...:D