I see her standing at the platform, half hidden by the corner pillar; her left foot tapping to the song playing on her Ipod, looking nowhere in particular but everywhere. For a moment, our eyes meet and we smile. she turns her look away almost immediately as if hiding from me as I keep staring at her elegant and almost attractive features. Noticing all possible visual details about her, I try hard to remember her but in vain. Every name that pops in ym head is negated by the playful smile she has on her face as if enjoying the trouble she has given me. She once more looks at me from corner of her eye and looks at the incoming train for an excuse to look elsewhere.
He comes out of the train and as if she was already aware , she picks her stuff and hurries to meet him. Taking him in her arms she beams like a child who has got an extra candy during lunch time. she whispers in his ear and he looks at me with one of the most heart breaking smile. And that’s when I know who she is. I used to be her some years back ; She used to be me that time. My future baffled at my present ; My present hiding from the future ME.
I see them walk past me with a knowing smile. I miss those days. I miss him. I miss myself. Andhere I stand , awaiting for another chance perhaps.
Often he thinks, how she would remember him; the voice that filled her or the silence she talked, the images on her laptop or the blurred ones in heart, the kiss of first meeting or the awkward hug of last, Will he find himself Dissected on canvas sheets? as she tries to paint the feelings her words failed to express, Will he be branded as the lava that burnt into her defenses and left her marked forever without fear of consequence. or will he deserve forgiveness in the name of forgotten past and be just a name to her not even the way she called. And he laughs loudly at his desperate thoughts that walked away to be forgotten and now desire not to be lost.