Wished the rose never died


“Raj we need to talk, I do understand you are busy these days but I really don’t understand that you don’t even get five minutes out of your twenty-four hours where you can talk to me atleast on phone. I’m not telling you to meet me everyday, but atleast a phone call.”
“Ria my sweet heart ,understand even my problem I hardly get time for myself these days with so many work project and interviews lined up. Can I talk to you later I’m busy with my friends going to the Gym…ok.. bye ..take care. ”Raj hangs up the call.

Ria once again stayed awake till late night only because Raj promised her that he would give her a call late in the night when he is free and when they both can talk.Raj once again broke the promise and made Ria to conclude things aren’t going fine with their relationship.

Raj can we talk,I felt like talking to you…..I’m missing you very much these days.” “Oh Ria, I’m having my dinner with my family can I call you later on”,said Raj. “Fine ” answered Ria and kept the receiver.

Sitting near the window she gazed up in the sky and looked at the moon and then it took her back in her old memories where she and Raj used to talk till late night on phone.Talking about the beautiful moon ,the romantic breeze.She remembered when Raj proposed her for the first time and how she gave him hundred and one excuses Why she cannot be his girlfriend and ended up giving her heart to him after a few weeks of their perpetual encounter.

Tears kept rolling down her cheeks while cherishing the beautiful moments spent with Raj and then she looked at the red rose which was dying because it was her responsibility to keep the roses watered and save it from withering , but unfortunately Ria kept it untouched for days as she was so engrossed in herself that she forget that something was desperately in need of care,love and attention without which it was obvious that it would die...It was too late for Ria to water it and give that rose it’s life again.Even though she did not lose hope and wished that the rose will not die.Days passed by, Ria’s wish remained unfulfilled and her prayer unheard.The rose died completely .

After that Ria never kept any flower vaaz in her room.Ria almost understood the philosophy of life and relationship when she farewelled the red rose.How the red rose bloomed in the sight of the Sun and lost all that it had.It knew it would not remain in the bud to see the eternal winter mist .She kept herself busy and completely engrossed in her studies and other hobbies.

Days passed by and then months.Raj frustrated with his life and now with his relationship with Ria accused her of betraying him and now have become very much addicted to alcohol. He never understood why Ria left him or rather “never tried to understand” her in Ria’s word.Raj made his life miserable for which he blamed Ria . Ria didn’t even came to know when she became so flushed out ,so stone-hearted..,may be when Raj was busy in himself ,when he kept their relationship untouched ,uncared where Ria saw her sentiments dieing ,romance withering and love…lost.Lost somewhere in the winner mist or when she saw that the efforts were only from her side to keep their relationship alive.The communication gap between them brought Ria and Raj to that phase of life….Where Love couldn’t find it’s way…

“Yes,I slept”,
She slept I wondered, eyes wide awake and still in the bed. I wondered what kind of a sleep it was where redness of been awake whole night could be traced so easily.
But now after years while I got accustomed to this incomplete statement. Does eyes betray I pondered. Yes it does, I agreed.

Though she denied vehemently as she always did that she had forgotten him and his beautiful memories but I never understood why to make memories a part of your life when it doesn’t allow you to live your present life in peace and serenity. May be its easy for me to say her forget everything .If I would have been at her place I would have left my past behind….behind…. may be.

“Memories hurt it’s true .It’s damn so difficult to live without a person you always wanted to be with, ”were her words when she was cleaning the dust surfaced upon their photograph. Love brings happiness but what kind of love it was , though her eyes seemed like a desert devoid of droplet and her heart wept as if rainfall filling ocean already brimmed.

They both loved each other so immensely that only death would have been the only way to set them apart. But his death not only separated them but brought her so close to him that she completely submitted herself to him , to his memories. She lived in his memories and for his memories .His accident was the only unexpected or rather heart wrenching event in her life which brought her to that phase of life where she though lived but for the sake of it as if her life was a show a puppet-show and she was one of those puppet doll in the show whose threads were in his hand. He did not move his hands the puppet doll never moved.

May be she still feels about him so deeply because she was responsible for his accident which led him to lose his life. But what she never tried to believe was that it was just an accident and it was not her real intention to push him towards the motionful vehicles. She was just pretending to be angry because of his lack of punctuality where by just to act pricey she just slightly pushed him away from her and he lost his grip and dashed against the motorbike and fell on the road where the heavy duty automobile unable to lower his speed crushed him under it’s wheels .Before she could realize and take back her action the only thing she could see was his tembling body shivering in the pool of blood and his screams I’m sure still beats into her ears.