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Our Little Infinity.

By Shivam Ralli @shivamralli167

Our Little Infinity.

Our Little Infinity!


As I got out of my car, the wind hit my face like a metal rod falling on a piece of cake. The chill chapped my skin. But this weather couldn’t deter me and my mood. The sullen weather was one thing which I didn’t notice. Why? Because my love was coming to Delhi today. She was coming to meet me! As I entered the airport, I could sense the change in the air. I could feel people in a happy mood. People who were reliving their travels and those who were eagerly waiting to go on their travels.
But I couldn’t concentrate on that. I was too busy concentrating on when her flight was arriving. Everything else was zoned out for me. I could feel my own heartbeat. I couldn’t wait for us to meet. We were meeting after 5 years. Her flight was due in 1 hour. That was when I zoned out completely.                                                                                 -x-
(5 years before)“Um, Aanya, I need to say something.”
She looked up at me with a slight smile. Then when she saw my expression, her look changed into one of nervousness. She could tell I was going to break bad news.
“Go on, Dhruv. Don’t keep me hanging. Spill the beans.”
I hated to say the words, but I had to say them.
“Well.. uh, Aanya, I am shifting to Delhi. My job- you know.”
She looked stricken. I could tell it by her expression. But we both knew that this was inevitable. This separation will make a huge impact in our relationship.
(1 month later.)
I have reached Delhi. My job has provided with all the bare necessities. The only thing I regret: Not proposing Aanya. I could have proposed her, the only catch was that we loved our jobs more than our personal lives.(2 Years later.)
It has been 3 months since I had a talk with her! I called her every day- but she never picked it up. One fine day: a voice said from the end of the line that the number was deactivated. I was shocked.
(2 years and 3 months later)
I keep calling her friend everyday hoping that one day she will give me some news. A little of me is dying every day. My performance has slackened. I just can’t think anymore. All my thoughts revolve around her.(3 years later)
 I have somehow managed to cope up with my life once again. I have accepted the fact that I might never talk with Aanya once again. Her Facebook account and every other means through which I could contact her had been deleted. My life had been devastated. I cannot trust anyone again now. My heart has broken. I don’t think I can continue living like this.  My life has gone through hell. Hell- I don’t know what can fix me now!
(3 years 2 months and 3 days later.)
How can I forget this day? This was the day I got a message from her! It all happened when I woke up and saw that I had a message on facebook.  It was from an un-known person. When I read the contents of the message: I went like ka-boom. I still remember the message:
“Dear Dhruv,
Okay, don’t go hyper: but I am Aanya. I know it was wrong of me to go off without telling. I know you might have been concerned. Maybe even have thought of killing yourself. I just hope you didn’t do that. The thing is, I left whole cyberspace + my social life because I couldn’t stand being separated from you. Nothing could replace those cuddles you gave when I was depressed. No one could cheer me up as fast as you could. You, Dhruv, are my downfall and my lover. I can rightfully say you are the best thing that happened to me. I know this is a weak attempt to console the torture you might have faced these last few months- and I rightfully think I am to blame ( no matter how hard you argue) it was my fault and I will fix it. Let’s be back again?”Those words changed my life. Those words made my life become good again.
(Nearing the end of 5 years.)
Well, I and Aanya have been communicating with each other for the past 1.5 years. Today she gave me a surprise. I don’t know what she has with sending messages in the night. But the messages she sends during that time makes my day. Well, again it had happened, she had sent a message which just made me sit up and re read it. It said.
“Well Dhruv,I know you love the messages I send during the night. I love your messages too! Well, I need to break something. I am coming to Delhi. YES. YOU READ IT RIGHT! DELHI! I am shifting to Delhi. My job and yours will go hand in hand. We are destined to be together forever! Now, I won’t babble anymore. I will be arriving in 2 weeks and I hope you will be there.
P.S. I will be staying with you. That was the condition I had to set so my job could shift me to Delhi. (They didn’t have a free apartment!)”
Oh my. I got up hurriedly. I couldn’t believe that this was happening. I must be dreaming this is my inner wish coming true. Oh, this might be the best New Year + Christmas present ever given to me!-x-
And here I was. Waiting for Aanya to arrive. While I was zoned out, I lost track of time. Those memories have been going on in my brain since past week.
A voice announced that the plane in which she was arriving had been landed and the passengers will be de-boarding shortly. I felt ecstatic. Finally I would be meeting Aanya. I went to the respected area where they all would be coming.
Ah, the passengers started arriving. After an agonizing wait of 10 minutes, I saw her. I could tell she was looking for me. I couldn’t resist myself. I walked quickly towards her. She lit up when she saw me. I reached near her and then picked her up. She and I were meant to be together. She gave me a peck on the cheek.
Next, we started chatting on what we had experienced in the past 5 years. I told her of my time when she disappeared from the face of the world. Her eyes started to moist up when I told her of what I experienced. Well, I was over it now.
We chatted about a lot of things. Then I decided to show her my love. I picked up all her stuff and took her to my humble abode. When we got inside, I gave her my diary which I had maintained during my 5 year tenure. I wanted her to read it. I wanted her to know what I experienced during our separated stay.
Her eyes moistened up. On the cover of the diary S.R.K was embedded. Aanya’s eyes flickered with curiosity over these letters.
Before she could ask, I answered.
“Um, those mean: Survive, Remember and uh, K means Okay. These signify that Survive another day: So I could continue living. Remember: Of how we spent our time together. Okay: One day it is going to be okay, and well, it has turned to be okay! I am in love with this moment. I just hope that this night never ends.”
She smiled and hugged me. I felt at peace. I was back on earth. With a huge smile, I returned her hug back. This was how it was meant to end!
Our Little Infinity.
Our Little Infinity.
Our Little Infinity.
Our Little Infinity.
Our Little Infinity.
Our Little Infinity.

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