Is it Real or a Dream?
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Sat, Jun 7, 2008
At last I am able to get some fresh air leaving all the burden of the office behind. Having a tensed and hectic day, I needed so much to throw myself in the arms of the crowded streets to hide myself among all those people. I am just one of them with slight differences. May be I am richer than them or not, may be I am happier than them or not, may be I have a good education, good job and a good family or not. But there is one ensured difference setting me apart from the rest of the world which is my love because every love story is unique! Every love story has its own way to experience, to live, to suffer, to smile, to cry…
My head is heavy spending 11 hours in front of a PC typing all day losing myself among all those files and documents. And then him! I am sure he was sent by god to test my patience. First thing is distance. I am not able to see him never ever. Second thing is I am not able to hear him either as we never considered calling each other as a valid action. Something was missing in the recent calls we made. Onwards it was like a hidden hand discouraged us to call each other. At least there are mails and ‘chats’ from time to time. One of them I had been subjected to last week which was like a sharp slap on my face.
I always thought if God placed the ocean between us, there must have been a certain reason, which I could never find out.
My eyes are getting red and watery when I think about it over and over. No, I did not cry. It was not like that. Just some things cannot be erased from the mind no matter how hard we try! I had never taken him for granted. I had never differentiated him from the ‘real’ people around me. He was like a family to me…Yeah that close! But in return he reminded me that there was a distance between our souls rather than the real distance between two continents. I always knew he could not replace any of his family or close friends with me but I always wished he could add me among those lucky ones. My wishes did not reach the God I guess.
My steps are getting faster and faster as if I m trying to catch up with something or someone without realizing that all I have to do is to get rid of the stirring thoughts in my mind. Taking deep breaths always work. Thinking about positive things, nice people, happy occasions always make me feel better. But today none is a solution. I feel as if I will burst out. No, it is not that I want to cry. At least not among all those people. I can manage till I reach home. Now it is clear why I am in hurry.
My cell is ringing. Please don’t let it be a call from the office. After searching for my cell for a minute within my messed handbag, finally I took it out. Oh my God! Is it possible?! After a week of silence he is calling. Now my heartbeats are like a chorus. For a moment everything stopped around me, the whole world stopped…
“Hello”
“Hi sweetheart”
“Hey, how are you?”
“I m too good, what about you honey?”
“Hmm I am fine.”
“How is the weather there?”
“Good. Warm. After all spring.”
“Hmmm where are you now?”
“On the way home, you?”
“Same here.”
“How come? You are supposed to be at office right now. Isn’t it morning there?”
“Hmm not exactly.”
“Don’t confuse my mind, it is already confused enough.”
“Yeah yeah I know, just be careful with the red car across to you.”
“What?”
“Yes.”
“Where are you?”
“Just look around.”
Is it possible? He came here just to see me! IS IT POSSIBLE?
As soon as I looked behind I caught the glimpse of his face. I have difficulty in seeing properly due to the excessive excitement. I feel as if I will lose my conscious. That’s unbelievable. Now I can see his smile which I adored for so many years just seeing in the pictures. Now his eyes, the deepness, in which I lost myself for so many times.
Cell slipped out of my hand and fell onto the stone ground. I did not see it. I did not see or hear anything or anyone else till he came close to me. It was just a few steps but it took centuries to wait for him this time. The rest I don’t remember…
Tags: Fiction, Short Stories








June 9th, 2008 at 5:42 am
It was hard to decide is it real or a dream. But at last I decided that it is a dream. A dream which is real.
June 9th, 2008 at 5:42 am
:O
what was that?????
is it really real????
June 9th, 2008 at 5:43 am
u know wht… people can actually make movies by these thoughts of urs
June 9th, 2008 at 11:53 am
@tuğba
hehehe tht was really good..lol
@Rishi
Arra baba how can something like tht can be real
and ya i ll call yash chopra soon..lol
June 9th, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think
June 9th, 2008 at 5:40 pm
@ Latif
well tht really made me think:)