I stood there, living my life, watching you, living your life.

Three decades back, I saw him and her for the first time together. Guess they were just friends then, Honestly No idea, what they are now. But had they known what fate had in store for them, she wouldn’t have loved him.

She wouldn’t have known him. She wouldn’t have allowed herself to let him near her. She wouldn’t have let herself charmed to his charm. She wouldn’t have fallen in love and He wouldn’t have risen in love.

I knew then, Life had other plans.

They met.  They loved to know each other. They spent their individual selves to nurture their oneness. They grew up in each other.

I saw them again. He, her and her friend. Her friend unknown what was between them and unaware where their lives are heeding. He, willingly unaware that she is leaving him and she unaware of his love for her.

I realized then. She cannot be blamed for fate’s folly. She wanted to make it easy for him. She loved him. He let her go to make it easy for her.

I saw her on the day of marriage, her hand being taken by another man with the whole of their family witnessing the wedding. He missing the event, yet present obvious in her thoughts and memories.

She lived with him in her thoughts and he lived his life witnessing her life, being happily lived.

I saw her again that day, standing with her daughter, holding her hands tightly as she held his hands tightly on the day when they called their life off. Tears rolling down her cheeks- the sole-soul witness to the love in her heart and air filled with memories of their days together.

She, bidding him her already bid-adieu on his heavenly departure.

It drizzled outside. It stormed inside.

I, a dead man walking, stood there, having lived my life, watching him dying his life, her living the death and their love living the life they hadn’t lived.

P.S. Written on a sleepless Night 08.11.2008

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16 comments

  1. Vignesh

    their love living the life they hadn’t lived….like a stranger love breathes in both…. forever!! She may have become Mrs.Someone but she will always remain his love… no one on earth can change it!!The traveling roads may differ but the sight of the silver moon will be the same along the journeybeautifully written..My prayers for him and her…

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  7. The Seeker

    @ Jeevan, Thanks! Kind of true… Loves live in breath and breeze, Beautiful thought!! Reminded of the recent movie I saw,,, Wind struck!! DO watch that if u get hold of that….@ Mirror cRackedYeah Nikhil… Thanks a ton! Yeah Pulling heart-strings.. Yeah I could understand very well now…. No wonder u liked it very much.. Good luck!!!@ Fantasies of lifetimeYeah Vishnu.. life and love at times the same, sad yet beautiful…

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  8. The Seeker

    @Vignesh…My prayers are with them too!!!!The traveling roads may differ but the sight of the silver moon will be the same along the journey Lovely a thought da….Podhumnu nenaikirean… Time to move on… 🙂 Wat say!! Julius

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  9. The Seeker

    @ Rakesh, Chetta!!! Thanks! Guess you could read!!!! Glad that u read @Sawan,Welcome to the Jobless bLog!!! Yeah at times Life is pretty confusing… Thanks a ton buddy! Hope to see you here more…

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  12. Bingo!!

    I, a dead man walking, stood there, having lived my life, watching him dying his life, her living the death and their love living the life they hadn’t lived.tell me one thing.. how do u do it.. how do u come up with such beautiful lines..it so essencefully captures the gist of it allloved the post… a little dampening feel of the heart thou..

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