People of Past..

There comes a time when we remember people.
We miss them for not being with us this time.
Those people with whom we messed up and ended every thread of relation.
We regret for why we didn't leave anything between us and them.
Had we any idea that we would feel their need in future?
At least not a close relationship, but of course, we had an option to keep them in our dictionary of friends.
Even they had.
But nobody did either.

Actually everybody expect from the other end to turn up.
To reapproach with a bulk of roses with a card saying Sorry.
And to initiate a whole new story.
For that, we wait deliberately.
Just like yeah, this is a Bollywood Movie and everything is gonna patch up at climax.
But instead of that, why just we don't take the lead?
Has our ego became so important than our happiness?
Or do we think that time will never come when we shall miss them?
We keep on thinking that why it didn't happen the way it was expected to be?
Or it is just that we expect a bit too much.

Life is a university.
It teaches us lessons, both good and bad.
Then it conducts examinations.
Exams of many types, like MCQs, fill in the blanks, true or false, long and brief answers, etc. etc.
And here comes the time.
We feel that there should had been some one who simply had lightened our mind by suggesting answers we never had otherwise.
We fall shattered, alone, and blank.
In that dark state of senses, we remember nothing but those people.
People of past.
And we miss them, we miss really hard.


- Sumiet Talekar