Lets walk home...
She rose from her bed with a jolt, sweating,panting for breath..she turned on the bed lamp. 3:15am. She reaches for the water bottle placed next to the bed lamp, drinks it..sweating. It was a cold night. She gets down her bed and walks in the dim light of the room. Looks out of her window, the grey sky had many stars..but it was scary.. 'one day I'll be there..ZOOM!! I'll be a rocket scientist' she was searching for the moon, it hid behind the thick blankets of clouds..' lets walk home'..mayn it was the scariest nightmare..a big wave, big enough to drown her. It seemed like the night was trying to tell her something. But she had to get back to work next day so heads to her bed. Just as she turned off her bed lamp she heard a beep. It was a message on her mobile. She wanted to sleep but the night was strange. She reaches for her mobile.
..Sam drowned today evening. Doctors tried hard..but God had other plans, he needed him. We were handed the body an hour back. Funeral at 9:00am . . .
She forced herself through the cemetery..she could hold back her words but tears?? they kept rolling. All eyes were on her. Nobody could dare to talk to her. No words would comfort her. They were all moved by her plight. Her world just crashed. She fell to the ground, the place where they laid him to rest(It was 10am, she cried bitterly).
Susan and Sam were the best of pals..they were friends by birth all would say. Everybody envied their friendship. They grew together..so nobody could come between them. Sam never missed a chance to pull her leg..he would jump at the very thought and Sus never complained, he had the balm to fix her. Susan was not lagging behind she would cook up things to fix Sam. They would swim in the evenings and then walk along the beach. Susan would throw her things in the waters and Sam would fetch them for her. Sometimes he would act as if he were drowning, but Susan never fell for them. He was the best swimmer she knew. He floats his body on the water like a plastic sheet. They would walk along the beach eating an ice cream and Sam would point the sky and say,"one day I'll be there..ZOOM!! I'll be a rocket scientist". He wanted to be one. They would look into the sky n walk home. Sam was Susan's shield, he would never let anyone mess with her. Things had to change, they had to part in high school. But they would meet each evening, at least for an hour. Once home they made best use of technology, they were in touch through phones, sms, internet. As days flew past, they began to meet on weekends, the calls reduced. It did not take long for the weekends to turn to months. Soon they stopped meeting each other, the calls stopped completely. The only thing that grew between them these years was DISTANCE. 'why should i call him??'
They met two years back after Christmas. They looked into each others eyes..we were friends once.. All they could hear was SILENCE.
"watya doin dese daz sus..??"
She cleared her throat, "working under my professor, intern. If he likes my work, I can assist him in future. Waiting to complete my final year. n u??"
Sam took a deep breath, "Odd jobs. After college i help dad in the office, 5-7: lifeguard at the beach, weekends i play with my band in the evenings. why don't u come over some day??".
"I'm busy, i don't think i can make it..", she felt bad to turn down his request.."Ice cream??".
"Let me buy u one.."
They were there again..the beach missed them..they walked along the beach with the ice cream in their hands, they looked at the sky. They could feel the wall between them. (they see each other often..this was the first time they met..) As it grew dark, Sam said,"lets walk home. I'll be late for my show, band i told you, right?"
Susan smiled she wanted to get home.
Two weeks before Sam's death..Someone asked her..'how is your old pal..good old Sam...? i don't see more of you two...'
'he was my past..history..i don't know..!!!!', these words were sharp..it shook that person.
He was on guard that evening. A little girl threw her ball into the sea. (This should have brought back those memories..his Susan) He ran into the waters and hurled the ball onto the sands. The water was warm and he dived deep into the sea. He was enjoying himself. He was out of sight now..after an hour they could see him again. He was floating..this was how he scared Susan, they remembered. But the truth was harsh. One big wave brought him to the beach..he was not moving..he had drowned. They rushed him to the hospital.
THREE weeks. It took her three weeks to digest it..she had lost her only best friend..she had many best friends but no one could take Sam's place. "He was my past..history..", these words kept hitting her..she cursed herself for uttering them..'I killed him...', those words she can never take back..she would cry. She had a tough time walking home..they were everywhere..each corner would remind Sus her Sam. Those 3weeks were hell. She would cry..cry and cry..she was drained now. Tears came easily. Ego was a tough nut to crack..it brought those distances. 'I knew him so well, shouldn't have been so cold to him.. and i get my punishment..couldn't see him for the last time.."
"he was my past..history..". He is her past now..has entered her history books..he left..but his memories linger. What people and distances couldn't..DEATH did..it separated them forever. She will neither forget (he was my past) nor forgive herself for this.
"You left me..but your memories..they refuse to leave..death freed you from this world but locked me with your memories..they are there with me to haunt me. Now you are among the stars,..the brightest star... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, wish u were here..."
She lays a wreath on his grave and a tear runs down her cheek...
..Sam drowned today evening. Doctors tried hard..but God had other plans, he needed him. We were handed the body an hour back. Funeral at 9:00am . . .
She forced herself through the cemetery..she could hold back her words but tears?? they kept rolling. All eyes were on her. Nobody could dare to talk to her. No words would comfort her. They were all moved by her plight. Her world just crashed. She fell to the ground, the place where they laid him to rest(It was 10am, she cried bitterly).
Susan and Sam were the best of pals..they were friends by birth all would say. Everybody envied their friendship. They grew together..so nobody could come between them. Sam never missed a chance to pull her leg..he would jump at the very thought and Sus never complained, he had the balm to fix her. Susan was not lagging behind she would cook up things to fix Sam. They would swim in the evenings and then walk along the beach. Susan would throw her things in the waters and Sam would fetch them for her. Sometimes he would act as if he were drowning, but Susan never fell for them. He was the best swimmer she knew. He floats his body on the water like a plastic sheet. They would walk along the beach eating an ice cream and Sam would point the sky and say,"one day I'll be there..ZOOM!! I'll be a rocket scientist". He wanted to be one. They would look into the sky n walk home. Sam was Susan's shield, he would never let anyone mess with her. Things had to change, they had to part in high school. But they would meet each evening, at least for an hour. Once home they made best use of technology, they were in touch through phones, sms, internet. As days flew past, they began to meet on weekends, the calls reduced. It did not take long for the weekends to turn to months. Soon they stopped meeting each other, the calls stopped completely. The only thing that grew between them these years was DISTANCE. 'why should i call him??'
They met two years back after Christmas. They looked into each others eyes..we were friends once.. All they could hear was SILENCE.
"watya doin dese daz sus..??"
She cleared her throat, "working under my professor, intern. If he likes my work, I can assist him in future. Waiting to complete my final year. n u??"
Sam took a deep breath, "Odd jobs. After college i help dad in the office, 5-7: lifeguard at the beach, weekends i play with my band in the evenings. why don't u come over some day??".
"I'm busy, i don't think i can make it..", she felt bad to turn down his request.."Ice cream??".
"Let me buy u one.."
They were there again..the beach missed them..they walked along the beach with the ice cream in their hands, they looked at the sky. They could feel the wall between them. (they see each other often..this was the first time they met..) As it grew dark, Sam said,"lets walk home. I'll be late for my show, band i told you, right?"
Susan smiled she wanted to get home.
Two weeks before Sam's death..Someone asked her..'how is your old pal..good old Sam...? i don't see more of you two...'
'he was my past..history..i don't know..!!!!', these words were sharp..it shook that person.
He was on guard that evening. A little girl threw her ball into the sea. (This should have brought back those memories..his Susan) He ran into the waters and hurled the ball onto the sands. The water was warm and he dived deep into the sea. He was enjoying himself. He was out of sight now..after an hour they could see him again. He was floating..this was how he scared Susan, they remembered. But the truth was harsh. One big wave brought him to the beach..he was not moving..he had drowned. They rushed him to the hospital.
THREE weeks. It took her three weeks to digest it..she had lost her only best friend..she had many best friends but no one could take Sam's place. "He was my past..history..", these words kept hitting her..she cursed herself for uttering them..'I killed him...', those words she can never take back..she would cry. She had a tough time walking home..they were everywhere..each corner would remind Sus her Sam. Those 3weeks were hell. She would cry..cry and cry..she was drained now. Tears came easily. Ego was a tough nut to crack..it brought those distances. 'I knew him so well, shouldn't have been so cold to him.. and i get my punishment..couldn't see him for the last time.."
"he was my past..history..". He is her past now..has entered her history books..he left..but his memories linger. What people and distances couldn't..DEATH did..it separated them forever. She will neither forget (he was my past) nor forgive herself for this.
"You left me..but your memories..they refuse to leave..death freed you from this world but locked me with your memories..they are there with me to haunt me. Now you are among the stars,..the brightest star... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, wish u were here..."
_________________________Susan's diary, August 18, 2008
She lays a wreath on his grave and a tear runs down her cheek...
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