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Thursday, November 5, 2015

And No One Listened!

"Oh I am so excited and super duper happy"
"Finally we have a date"

She said to him.

"I always waited for this day.After all this is the day that changes your life forever. Everything in your life will have two perspective post this day .You will get a co-pilot in your life who can you trust and depend on in case of any emergencies.And after a while its double the trouble and double the fun.

Strange that it takes only minutes for your heart to decide who you want to share this day with.But the mind takes a while ."

She spoke as if she knew exactly how it felt.Her mind took a decision a decade back and the heart obeyed.But it wasn't about her this time.

"So she said,are you ready?"
 "Yeah!Absolutely .Can't wait"
His face beamed with happiness

"I hope it's absolutely worth the wait.And she is indeed a very lucky women"
"Thanks But look who is talking!"
"Whatever..I am happy for you."

And suddenly as she tried to regain her balance her face hit the bar .The reckless bus driver ignored a bump ahead and had to press the brakes hard.

She just realized she hurt herself .This was not the first time she was lost in these imaginary conversations in her mind. They are now part of her life.
Every time she learnt anything about him she will have these conversations with him .Her mind always knew he is not the one but the heart never agreed. It was the day her mind won over her heart ,she found a third face.A face that always spoke her heart.A face that was heart's revenge.A face that didn't know right or wrong.A face that didn't want to be judged.A face that never quit .A face that no one saw.A face that enjoyed these imaginary conversations. And as the bus stopped,she moved on.It was time to be home and get busy living.A lovely house ,a loving husband and two lovely kids. She cooked dinner ,family exchanged entire days updates and as everyone slept,she opened her diary and started writing

How many of us live with a third face? A part of us that we never allow to be real. A part that's absent but not forgotten...Sometimes I feel is it just me or there are many like me out there...........