Fall in emotions- Broken relations

Fall in emotions- Broken relations

As time changes, memories don’t.
I yearn some of them today, as I acquaint them to you.
I close my eyes altruistically and then,
I see you and me together.
I thought, we were those friends whose friendship could never change.
Time changed
Situations changed
and then, You changed.
I know you really cared
But then you started pretending it.
And now as I open my eyes with tears of nostalgia in them,
I see, everything’s gone, to never come back and to never be the same.
Now I’ve realised that the words ‘Best friends forever’ are lunatic.
Friendship day, friendship bands, gifts, chocolates, hangouts, parties, bunks, late night talks;
In all friends are a total package of fun and enjoyment.
But time doesn’t remain the same.
It does change and brings a bruised change in our lives.
I, a victim myself narrate – Fall in emotions, ruined relations. The tears and sufferings.
We often witness friends becoming very close and then turning into bosom friends but sometimes it doesn’t last for long.
Gifts are returned
Chocolate wrappers, which were once kept as memories – take the route of the the dustbin
Late night chats turn to mute emotions
In all, there is silence, killing silence.
This silence prevails other silences.
I see you unaffected, watching me fall
Most often, the people whom we consider breathtaking in our lives, leave us when we’re on the crossroads of our life.
The one whose presence is the only key to handle our emotions is back in the queue of strangers as it once was.
They make you realise that your happiness can be a reason of utter pain.
And at that instinct, our eyes are widened towards the crowd in search of someone who will re-emerge in our dark life with a beam of love, affection, adoration and finally who can hold us aback as we journey through our life.
BUT! YES!
There lies a but in every true story!
The darkness remains to be utterly black – Deadly black!
Still!
You suddenly realise that the person has gone a long way,
Unable to return
And even on her return, she won’t carry the same shade of black in her shadow
..the same perception
..the same bond
You then realise, that you are no more are a part in their greys because you are accustomed to the black.
The broken friendship will always carry a knot of past to make us realise our mistakes.
We regret once again as our past continues to flash across our minds and hearts.
We are left all alone – Solivagant!
Solivagant, in the long stretches of the dry deserted desert to bear the pains of thorns in our life, all alone, amidst the darkness.

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Naba Imran

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