PRISONER OF PAST
PRISONER
OF PAST
He
knew well that not every dream is meant to be realized, not every secret to be
shared and not every truth to be told. He passed through the thoroughfare, a mild
wind blew and dry tree leaves fallen down on the way. He sighed. The autumn has
set in and has suffused its effect gradually. A little far away he saw passing
a couple. The payment was partially clear as the night lamps were trying hard
to make it illuminated till their reach. As they passed through the light post,
their figure could become clearer. He castes a quick glance over the girl. And her
posture resembled with his forgone love, he thought once. The couple was leading
mere a few yards. He could only hear the giggles and sexy jokes until he
reached just behind them. A girl, who shares and laugh on a guy's sexist joke
is either having a broad mentality, very close to that guy or they have an
intimacy. Although, he sidelined the other possibilities except the opinion
that they might have a intimate relation. At least that is what can possibly have
between a girl and a boy. And undoubtedly the only possible thing that both expect
at some point of time. And if not at least that is what his personal experience
proves, he thought for a moment. Memories flashed in his mind. Had it been better
if he would have accepted Sonali's proposal of sharing the same room to save
some money. He also remembers as how she tried to seduce him one night and he rebuked
her badly.
Had
he listened to his friend's advice he would not have missed such great
opportunity that almost every guy dream of. At least he would have the
consolation that he lived the moment and hooked up whom he loved. Unfortunately,
for everything he has made a chronological order to be followed. The first
order is to love a girl, get a job, be settled, marry her and then have the pleasantries
of life. But, in life not everything goes in the same order rather life has
altogether a different set of orders, and perhaps sonali has altogether a different
set of orders.
This
time he was walking ahead of the passing couple, he wished to have a look to
the girl. His conscious discarded such a vague and inappropriate idea. However,
he could not drift it longer and stopped by near a bus stop waiting the girl to
come. So that he can see her face.
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