The Window's World - Rise In Love

A young lad had just walked by the window, with his hands rubbing his temple in exasperation. The only words which entered through the ajar window, was a girl’s voice saying “I don’t know what I want, but let’s forget what just happened.”

Aditya smiled to himself. He somewhere in his heart was aware of situations of that sort. He didn’t really remember who, or with what intention, but he just knew that he used to stay utterly irritated at such instances, where confusion killed the time of something beautiful.

He saw the guy walking away, he just said the words which aren’t really expected in today’s world. “I’ll wait.” 

He knew, the guy will wait, but he also knew how every passing minute will toss him off some more. He’ll begin doubting his decision to stay by, and then suddenly be utterly sure of it. He’ll be patient, and then he’ll pace the room like crazy. Only that the girl will sit, trying to figure out everything without caring of the fact that he still awaits.

He still awaits, a moment of approval or dismissal, he awaits a future which he see with her, and it all depends on the patience which binds him together, only if she doesn’t test it anymore. 

She might deny herself of a emotion, but denying herself with the truth is a loss. A loss she’ll never be able to regrow of. A feeling of saudade will pull her down with it, only she’ll be too late to realise, because what’s lost never really comes back. Saudade, a nostalgic longing to be near again to someone who is distant, or that has been loved and then lost, or the love which remains. She feels it all, yet guards it, not because she’s incapable of facing reality, but because confusion masks her heads like the clouds on a sunny day, all she needs to do, is walk out in the rain, hold his hand, for the sunshine will kiss her face again. 

Aditya was aware of it all, but seeing the beauty of what’s lost, he never realised how much he waited for a love which was forever, a life which he lived embraced in the arms of someone he loved and was loved right back. 

He knew, it started from that little confusing kinda mystery, but the sooner life happened, the sooner the conquest of love was over, because he knew he held the courage to fight for it, all he wished was the same courage to float outside the window and knock the magic of love spilling over the jar, all over again.

He knew, how very little is needed to make a life happy. 

Next time, if you feel, a feeling near to love, tell the person, because confusion will make you lose a life which could be yours, and beautiful.