Somewhere Someday Sometime at any moment two lovers were parting.
They are
holding hands and laying heads on chests and sucking in deep breaths
from the corners of each others’ earlobes on a railway platform of some city.
Breaths that will carve
memories into their brains which will be triggered in the
days, weeks and years to come by the smell of some detergent or
aftershave or shampoo or just some thought of that moment.
They are whispering promises and comforting
encouragements and wiping snotty tears on sweater sleeves of each other and
casting strange glances at uncompromising clocks of railway station.
I picture them
behind the yellow squares of light of that place just as in my room right now.
Somewhere right now two lovers touch for the last time,
fingertip to fingertip, lips curving to form words inadequate, some unsaid words which want to come out. They know that after some moments this all will be gone and nothing will be left in their lives other than some memories to haunt them for coming days.
Bags
are hitched awkwardly on shoulders while impatient passengers herd
on by to board the train. They don’t know,They can’t feel it,the air was cold outside the way the air
becomes more dense as if the growing breadth between these lovers
were a tangible thing.They can’t feel the expanding space, opaque
and oppressive, that thickens with every parting step, stealing
those final moments and drowning their goodbyes.
Somewhere two
lovers are parting, they lose each other to the deafening and
blinding distance, and around them time marches dutifully on.
And in those final moments he handed of his jacket to her to keep her warm when he will not by her side for that.The black Jacket which will always remain so special to him.
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