INFINITY...? 1-the tragedy

22. A SPRING EVENING 1.0 ♥

That day when he found out the truth, the bell rang, and everybody left the classroom in a matter of seconds to finally get on the ground and enjoy some games, but I and sid stayed in the class. I kept looking at him, trying to notice his actions.

He didn't know I was sitting there. He rested his head on his bench, and I did the same. He did nothing; I wonder what he was thinking. I wanted to go there and try talking to him, apologize, or maybe explain everything, but I couldn't. HIS SILENCE KILLED ME. I couldn't move, as if I was frozen. I sat still with my head on the bench and eyes on him, who was probably asleep. Since that moment, we haven't even waved at each other. All the joy and excitement since the week turned into silence and awkwardness. 

The moonlight from the window kissed my face while I was lost in thoughts. A light breeze blew, taking me back to the dream I saw that night. The one when sid came out of those white curtains.

I recollected his words, "YOU'VE GOT NO ESCAPE," he said. 

In this world of love, where there's no place to hide the pain of a broken heart, do you think I would find an escape from the pain of ignorance which rips my heart like cloth and hurts it like a piece of broken glass stabs it?

DID I NOT EVEN DESERVE AN ANSWER?

You know what, enough of this conversation. It has been almost a week since all this happened, and every night I think about what he was probably thinking that day as if it had something to do with me. I can't be on the verge of heartbreak at such an important time in my life. I'm finally in tenth class; the year I've always waited for is right ahead of me, and all I need to do is give my best; only then will I be able to provide my sisters with a life full of comfort and luxury, A LIFE WHICH HAS MORE REGRETS THAN WISHES.

My mind's forcing me to think about him, but my heart is focused on what I call 'the base for a bright future'. Even if I never return, I haven't come far enough not to return. I will eventually forget him; it won't be a problem BUT THE THOUGHT OF BEING FORGOTTEN BY SOMEONE WHO IS ALWAYS ON YOUR MIND...

I was losing it, but I shouldn't, so I controlled myself by reciting the prayer, which had flavors of our love story.

"mhmm hmmm hmm hmm hmm...." and suddenly I recalled, "sid was not sad that day."

a sudden thought came to my mind. I didn't see him sad; he was blushing and happy. That day, he had this excellent sort of joy on his face. I could see his joyous smile under his shoulders while he covered his face on the bench.

Trying to resolve this whole thing, I dozed off.

The next morning was a Saturday, so it was officially a week since that day. I gathered all the motivation I could have and attended my tuition classes. the school's finally over now, but tuition classes are yet on the list. I didn't expect the school to end with such an enormous, unanswered tragedy. 

ALSO, TODAY IS MY FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR, MY SECOND FAVORITE, AFTER MY BIRTHDAY. IT IS MY PARENT'S ANNIVERSARY, 7/4, MY DAY OF LOVE. I believe it is the day when most of my problems can get solved, and I've never been disappointed. Though today was quite exaggerated, I've got some science tests on Sunday, so no Sundays. I was hella frustrated.

When I returned home with my dad, we saw sid at the crossroad; my father offered him a lift. To my surprise, he accepted. Usually, whenever we fight, he avoids me to the fullest. He sat behind me at a distance, as always, the distance of a pure friendship that we have never broken. We have never touched each other ev...

He placed his hand lightly on my waist. A soft touch that was too hard for me to distinguish. Before I could react or turn back, the hand was taken back. The bike stopped next to his house. He got down at his place with no extraordinary reaction on his face.