Stranded

And..

In the blink of an eye,
everything that meant anything to Him,

was gone.. 😦

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A Day Without Spectacles

Thursday, July 2, 08:43,

After travelling for around 1 hours 25 minutes I had reached the place where I had to spend the next 8 hours. It was another routine affair of travelling the same distance and resuming my project work. After deboarding from the bus, I took a walk from the bus stand in the way of public transit and reach the center within 15 minutes of time. I decided to go to cafeteria & take something to eat. As it was slightly hot outside, I ended up taking a cold coffee to drink. 😛

With sipping the freeze coffee that tasted great, I reach the upper floor using the staircases. I occupied my workstation and kept my belongings at the place. I took the water bottle out from my bag, and then searched for the specs box that I couldn’t find. After searching in all the zips of the bag I got to know that I have forgot to bring my specs. I stood up from the seat and told a close by colleague that I forgot my friend back home. 😛 In laugh she said, ‘What??’ I added, I forgot my glasses. 😦 😥 Calmly she said, not a problem it happens at times. And with that I spent my half of the Thursday without any vision correctness. Normally, I don’t wear my glasses when I am travelling, it has been a habit. I always keep my specs within the box and place it in a specific spot of my bag. And on that very day it didn’t happened where it used to be. 😐

I am really not blind, – 2.25 prescription only. I worked in the similar environment I was working for over past 15 days. I was aware of the paths to travel on the floor.
From the past 5 years I am wearing glasses and it was second time this had happened. The last time it was okay because I was not doing anything that needed accurate sight. But this time it was about a lot, where did I put my keys? Is that a bug or just a dot? How do I know I’m not stepping on a nail?

The oddest part for me, though, was not being able to see anybody’s face as I walked around the floor. As I mentioned, I knew where I needed to go without having to pay attention to the markings. But when it came to people I would walk past and see them and their body language, but their face was a complete blur. Many questions emerged in my mind, are they looking at me? Are they smiling? Frowning? Are they talking to me??

As I previously stated, I don’t wear my glasses while travelling. An incident that occurred with me when travelling in a rapid metro. I was seated in front of a group of girls who all appeared to be friends. I was listening to music and feeling sleepy. 😛 When you’re not able to see clearly, you tend to look in a direction with strange looks and blinking eyes, and without any reason I was directed towards the group of the girls. One of the girl from the group waved her hands in front of me and indicated in a questioning way! I signed her to wait and I put my glasses on, she started laughing and said I thought you were gazing at me but you’re myopic. 😀 😛

Having no idea was really weird. I knew that I was looking at them, but could not tell if they were looking back (I assume I freaked a few people out by staring). It made me feel completely disconnected. 😛

If you wear glasses, perhaps try it for few hours. 😉

Misinterpreted Silence

Everyone was smiling
and
even did He.

Seeing him smile, They asked,
‘How is She?’

He stood in silence
with the smile slowly fading away.

With a thought that He is reserved about Her,
they all chuckled and walked away.

And on another day,
a silence was misinterpreted. 😐

Oh… Great

Friday, 19:24

Here, I am standing next to my friend and in front of a girl who this guy likes a lot.

Today, near this fast food corner he has met her after a long time, with a question.. “How are you? and what you doing here? 🙂 “. She replies with a smile on her face, “I’m awesome & just waiting for a friend. How about you?”. With a happiness in his body language, he said “I’m fine, as always! Just here with my friend to get something to eat. 🙂 How about your friend, is the person from your college or school? “. With a shy smile she says, “Actually, He is my school friend & I am meeting him after a long time.” For a second or two he hasn’t said anything, looks down and then again looking at her, says, “School friends are always specially, he must be your good friend.” With an extremely thoughtful smile as if she remembered someone, she speaks, “Yes, he is my best friend & I like him a lot. ❤ ” Suddenly her phone rang and after 5 seconds of conversation on phone she said, “time for me to go, will see you next time. Bye!! ” In a low voice he was only able to say, “Oh… Great, take care, Bye! 😐 ” She turned and started walking away.

As we started the long walk back, he slows down and turns back to see her getting lost in the crowd. In a very less of a time she was out of the picture of our eyes. I put my right hand on his shoulder and without a word being said he turned and started walking.

Throughout their talks, I was a person who was only listening to both of them. I knew about her as this guy has talked a lot about her in past few years. As we were walking back, we did not exchanged a word with each other. He was just moving slowly with some deep breaths and looking into the sky for a while. I know he was not okay.

One thing that I acknowledge was the last words he said that evening, “Oh..Great!”
This “Oh” sounded as if his heart has ripped into millions of pieces. He was not able to speak after that. It appeared as if his throat has choked and only thing he was able to do is, breathe. 😐

I’m okay

Maybe..
I lied..
When I said..
I was okay! 😐

She and He

She…
She’s laying on bed with her iPod on full blast.
The door is locked, and the curtains are drawn.
On the TV screen is The Notebook.
An empty tub of her favorite Ice-cream lies on the floor.
Smudged with makeup, her fingertips are stained
from wiping away her mascara and eye liner stained tears.
Their last conversation plays in her head.
She thinks to herself, that she’ll never get him back.

He…
He’s on the edge of his bed, the doors locked.
His room is pitch black from the absence of lights.
Black Ops is in its box and the controller is on the floor.
There’s a hole in the wall from when he punched it earlier.
His headphones are about to burst from how loud the music is.
No one can hear his sobs or see how messy his hair is.
He is replaying their last conversation, thinking,
she’ll never take him back.

The Unsaid Feelings

You have no idea
how many times He wanted to tell you
how He really felt

but
He
didn’t

He just
kept it all inside

if you
could have tried
looking into His eyes
He would have said it all.

But you never tried to. 😐