Lazing around, the Sun float just above the sea,taking power naps in between the clouds.The sea lay their calmly letting all its azure mix with the orange , and I like a true artist sat their admiring the painting, this natural canvas was.
With coffee in one hand, in that tiny plastic glass of thinness extending to invisibility I kept staring at the other empty hand.
'Empty'..more often than not it is staggering how we constrain ourselves to the presupposed meanings of words, feelings and life thereafter.I mean what is with the whole flim flam about the glass being half empty or half full.Why does EMPTY have to be pessimism,what if I chose empty. Empty tells me that there hasn't been an instance filling enough for me to settle and hence there is a hope and en devour to go on.
"Excuse me ma'am...is this yours??"
"No!!"
As soon as that unconsciously prompt reply came out I realized I should have at least faked a thought process for the 'NO' to be believable.
"But I saw you drop it"
"aa...mmm...noo...I did not "
He looked at me with obvious disbelief.He extended his arm to handover the RING to me as if my 'no' meant squat to him.
He wore a pale blue shirt sloppily tucked in with denims too clean to match the 'waist above'.His hair had pleasingly settled somewhere between the 'I don't have a comb' to the 'out of the bed' look.For his eyes...I dunno,they were real..scary real.As if they saw through me, if I looked at em any longer..they would tell me things I didn't want to know.
As if my body took a sudden disconnect from my brain,my hand moved to pick up that ring lying on his palm..and it stayed there.It stayed there for good long 5 secs.As soon as the temporary shut down of the nervous system extinguished, I detached my palm from his ,along with the ring and started gazing elsewhere.
You know how sometimes amidst a broken wish, you wish for some silly little illogical thing for a 'mirage' comfort.At that moment I wished he would stay...
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There is nothing ataractic enough than walking beside the sea.I like how I get a choice to either gaze endlessly at the sea to question the unanswered or to absorb myself into the cacophonous display of lives that this venue had to offer.
This evening I chose the latter.
That couple desperately needed to get a room, that kid was cute, but pain in the ass for his mom dad who could not manage to shoo him away with an ice cream.Those bunch of college kids obviously bunked their class but were low on cash to go anywhere else.
There she was...dressed in a yellow and red complementing the sunset.Sitting alone lost in appreciating the sunset,she was doing what I had opted out from today.She had a story,like we all do and from what I saw,she was here to discover her own story.With coffee in one hand, she wiped that mini tear rolling down her cheek with the other hand.It seemed as if there was a rush of emotions inside,but her exterior was in denial.As I continued to stare...peacefully,she took off a ring from her 'engagement' finger and threw it away,which landed up right next to me.
"Excuse me ma'am...is this yours??"
"No!!"
The 'is this yours' part was just for courtesy sake,I wasn't sure if I wanted to impose myself on her by letting her know that I was watching her throughout her charade.
"But I saw you drop it"
"aa...mmm...noo...I did not "
I wish she was more affirmative,there would have been a inexpiable happiness inside of me if I knew she was sure of not wanting that ring back.If she would look at me,it was loud and clear that I could see through her...see through the pain.In a hope that she would apprehend what I offered to say silently, I extended my hand to NOT return the ring.She looked at me.Her face had gone pale from the sleepless dreams.Half of her hair laid over her forehead and half tucked behind her ears.Her ears wore tiny diamond earings matching the shine in her eyes.Those were pretty eyes...eyes that had not been looked into enough.
She raised her hand to pick up the ring ,our eyes met ..for how long I don't know,for those few seconds..time paused.And suddenly she picked up the ring and gazed away.
You know how sometimes amidst a life full of reality, you wish something stupidly meaningless to happen,just to break the routine.At that moment....I wish she would turn back...
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I just sat there,not knowing what to do...but knowing what I wanted to. There were bigger questions and problems to be solved,but at that moment I was just struggling with whether or not to turn around.
I did...he left..
I stood there for a while,what was I expecting,I did't know.This wasn't a movie...obviously my presence here was insignificant.Those eyes had left an impression...but they didn't look back...I left.
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