YOU : A STORY
Oh ! At last you are here , standing peacefully , looking bright ,smiling . Are you smiling at me as always, making me realise that I am a fool , fool all through out my life ,for loving you? Yes I did . In fact still I do . I do love you . Do you believe me now? Or as always you did you will just laugh and say , “ I love you” you say
I would smile, and the next moment you would say ,
“In fact I love every body under the sun .”
I would try to wipe of tears in my eyes before they come down my cheeks and you see them and laugh at my feelings again.
You were very true . You were not mine and you are not my even now. You belonged to others . You cared for others . You spend your golden moments of life for others . You shared everything with others ,why not me? I still don’t understand. Your simple answer would seal my lips.
“ You have got everything, There are so many people in this earth who can’t even arrange their food for a day .” You always said.
And you lived for them and today-------------
Let me know your secret of avoiding tears which coming in my eyes!
How can I stop them?
You never cried. How? I think I know . You lived for others. You cried for others . You became God .But I am a human . I can’t be like you . I love , I hate , I cry , .I can’t be like you ,you were a machine. You never understood my feeling s . Tell me once, your heart never beat for me ? My eyes , my lips , my beauty never attracted you? Why you did never say a word praising my beauty ?
So many questions ,and no answer from your side . You are standing still. Can you here me now? No!
Do you remember the day we met ! I was in a red saree, going upstairs in our college . Some boys tried to comment on me . You came rushing , grabbed the collar of one of them and warned him not to do that type of thing again. That day made a place in my heart . You can say it love . And I saw the same in your eyes too . You are the gem of our college . You were the union leader . You won every election you participated . You studied well . You were a good student . Every body thought you would do a good job and your career would prosper day by day . But you cheated every one . Your family , your friend and me! You became a social worker after college . You served poor people . You began to live in slums . You fought for oppressed . You became a God . You were poor people’s Robin hood . And for your social work everyone got benefited . You got praise , your family got name , your friends got help, and me ? I got nothing . I lost you . Lost you in the crowd.
Oh! The tears again!
Still I had hope . Someday you will return to me . You will realise what is love . What are the emotion that are associated with love . How one feels when his/her love is rejected. I waited long. I hoped you to propose me as every girl wishes . But you never said “I love you”. I couldn’t wait more . I expressed my inner feelings to you . You laughed , laughed badly at me. I cried . You took my face in both your hands and said,
“If you realise you need me . Try to realise the fact that there are numerous people who need me more than you. Who have no one to care for them .Do you want me to break their heart?”
I had no answer . I never asked you for your love after that day . I forgot you to ask something that day.
“Can’t love and social work go side by side?”
I am here to ask this question to you today. But you can’t answer me today. You are standing before me as a statue , cool , smiling, concealing your emotions from me . So you died , died at last for others . You lived in the slums , you got some unknown disease , you had no money , and you died. People made this grand marble statue in your memory . You got your reward for your work . You are happy . And me , these tears and countless questions that I still have to ask you .
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