Sara woke up early in the morning and left for work. She loved the ambiance and culture of her office, all her colleagues were friendly and cracked jokes every now and then.Just when Sara finished her work her phone beeped, she had received a text from her best friend, Krystle. They spent most of their growing years together and understood each other very well, so they hardly ever fought, if ever they did it would not last a whole hour.
Sara's pov
OMG! A text from Krystle. I'll talk to her, it’s been a long time.
It is a relief to hear Krystle after a whole week of work, I have so much to tell her I’m not sure where to begin? In about twenty minutes into our call Krystle realised that we hadn’t caught up in a really long time, though we chat every now and then. So Krystle invited me to her home. It's a nice place with just the right furniture making it cozy and airy when needed. I immediately accepted the invite as I had loads to share.
I reached Krystle's home at 7:30pm and we went walking in the park telling each other about the past week at work, a few of our office and family gossip. Meanwhile we ordered dinner and decided to sit around and wait for our dinner to arrive.
While we were sitting in the park it started drizzling and we just loved it. We didn’t move, we loved the feel of the tiny droplets on us. We longed to get wet in the rain, just like old times . Just as we picked our dinner, the rain started and though this was what we wanted, we had to get our dinner and phones safely home.
We just enjoyed the initial bliss of rain on us and hurried home. We quickly dried ourselves and had our dinner after which we decided to talk. We switched off the lights, cause we didn’t want to get up again to switch off the light when we were sleepy after our long talk. I was excited and nervous to tell her about Rohan,because this is the first time I am going to tell her that I spoke to a stranger and I enjoyed every bit of the encounter.
She diligently listened to my entire narration which made me continue my rant about all of my dreams, wishes and hopes about the person I would like to share my life with. These were things that I was skeptical to share with anyone, as I always felt that what I wanted was a little different from what is there in this fast moving world.
My mind went to way back in the seventh grade, I had started to feel life was boring and monotonous that we eat, study, talk, laugh, sleep. It was all routine, there was no real meaning as to why I went on doing these activities.
It was an age when our friendships kept on having hurdles - few didn't want to be friends anymore and few found more compatible friends, we were still kids but believed that we were mature enough, looking back at those times, the fights seem so silly and meaningless. After all these years, we still have a good relationship with the friends who were not in our circle. Now we understand friendship doesn’t end just because the people you are with change, it stays in the heart and can pick up from where it left.
It was our adolescence how we started to understand double meaning talks and how things we've known from a young age had a totally different meaning. How we made wish list of qualities of our future partners and being romantic topped the list.
Gathering up little courage, I began “I always thought it would be better to die than live and strongly wanted to die…” Krystle slapped my head for my silliness.
“One day my aunt and uncle had come home to invite our family for their daughter’s wedding. As ma, pa and others were talking they made a statement which changed my perspective of life; she ( to be bride)was born for the groom and that it was just a matter of time that they both met.” I continued
This line caught me, that was when I realized that I can't be selfish and my life is not mine only but meant to be shared with my near and dear ones, with my future husband, and this was my reason to want to live at that time. Now, I feel that I should be responsible and give back in every way possible for all that I have received over the years, but at that time this reason made me a happy person and I looked forward to living and I wouldn't want to change a thing about it.
Sara thought to herself that Krystle might feel bad that she hasn't shared all this with her earlier, anyway better late than never, also due to the rain, the climate was good which made Sara to continue her hidden secret to Krystle after so many years.
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A reason to live.
General FictionSara, an Indian middle class girl with strong values and crazy wishes, childlike and liked by all... Is having an arranged marriage... Just like any normal girl she has a number of dreams, wishes and hopes, will they be fulfilled? Join her, in her...