Dearest Ramya,
It has been a long time since you bade goodbye.
The cities have changed a lot since then, as a matter of fact the world
geography has been altered too. A few new countries have come into existence.
However, as far as my heart is concerned nothing has changed. My heart is still
alone and longs for your company.
Do you remember the last time we sat on the roof
of our house. It was a full moon night and your black glistening hair fell
carelessly on your back. A slight breeze swept across wafting a tuft of your
hair onto my face. The smell of your hair is still fresh in my senses. The
moment the hair landed on my face, a secret desire took birth in me; desire to
preserve and consecrate the moment, and prolong it till the existence of the
mankind. Was it less than being high on Marijuana? Probably no! It was a
different high. I miss your presence on the roof deeply.
Life had given me immense happiness when you were
with me. It appears your dainty presence was the bringer of happiness. Do you
recall our college days? Half of the boys of our batch used to flirt with you.
Your smile was so beautiful that the poor boys were helpless and found
themselves drawn towards you by an inexplicable force. The dent on your right
cheek, no matter how many times you flashed it, lured boys to see it appear
once more. I miss your smile!
It has been an year since you left. Every-night
of the last year I have found myself staring at the moon. The moon bears
similarity to me- it’s as lonely as I am. Its presence gives me strength to go
on, and at the same time reminds me of my loss. Don't ask me, how I come out alive
of no moon nights. At moments when I am frustrated and tired and on the verge
of crying I abuse god; I curse him for being cruel and heartless. Moments
later, your face gets flashed before my eyes. I feel ashamed of cursing and
seek an apology. You had immense faith in Him.
