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Heaviest Day of My Life

Written by Umara Shamim | Sun, Apr 27, 2008

Ramblings

It was the last time I spoke to you, not knowing that it would really be the last. It was like time had stopped still, just like my heart and the desire to live. Time only seemed like a vast hollow void that I was supposed to fill with the emptiness of the sudden shock that you bestowed upon me. I keep on asking myself till today; such long commitment and love hence were to be determined only through a phone call.

All I really desired was to test the untested; I had just asked you to comeback to me forever. All I did was let you go, hoping and desiring that for once you would come back to me and say that you loved me equally as much and could not live without me, just like I found it impossible to move on.

It was always a secret wish to be loved by someone for whom your presence affected so much that life would feel incomplete without. But what shocked me the most was the fact that it was so simple for you to just break the trust that was covering my existence like a mother’s womb, and leave. Just Leave…Walk Away…Move On.

The sound of your voice still haunts me, when you said “Are you sure, you never want to call me again. Ever?”

Laughing in the middle (like mockery at my sudden discovery of courage to breathe without you) you said “so you are not even going to SMS me?”

I stayed calm (don’t know how a sudden peace had filled my restless soul) and I said “Yes! I won’t call you, you will call me on my birthday (2 months from then), you know where I live; I will wait for your arrival on that date.)

You said “Are you sure?? (I could sense that your male ego had kicked in).

I said “Yes!!! (With my mind swirling in front of my eyes).

And then the phone went “Click”. I disconnected! With not a single sound around me or inside me; I walked towards my home. Not knowing what this simple test of love would bring me in the coming days….I needed to sleep. I had just taken the heaviest step of my life.

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5 Comments For This Post

  1. Syra Says:

    nicely written! could feel the heaviness all along the text.

  2. umara Says:

    thanks…..
    i can still feel the bitter sweet taste of giving up/not giving up…….

  3. Syra Says:

    =)
    that heavy step requires huge guts! and is very essential. once taken, one is already a winner!

  4. Hazan Says:

    i m curious about wht happened next….

  5. umara Says:

    thanks Syra…One doesnt win..really its the ego that soars high…as long as ur heart does not want to let go…!!! i think once u’ve experienced loving someone u are always a slave..slave to ur own self..

    and Hazan…
    what happened next is a magnitude of emotions..in which i drown..yet emerge daily…
    maybe i will write again..to let u know the details..

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