A Promise for a New Beginning

When she spoke to him after a long time, she knew he was a changed person. She didn’t hate him for the person he had become. She hated herself for transforming a sweet caring fun person into the cold mechanical human being.

She remembered the past. The phone conversations. The few short meetings… a budding friendship. As time went by, he professed his love for her. She liked him, immensely. But was she ready for love? Both of them nursed a broken heart. Was the comfort of their friendship and the realization of love the beginning to the end of the shadows of fear, insecurity and pain that lurked in their hearts?

She didn’t want to be hurt again. Not another relationship to turn bitter over time. She didn’t trust her luck. The stars ruling her destiny have always been cruel. She sometimes felt romance was never written for her…

He was hurt. Her decision pained him. But she thought this pain would be short-lived and eventually forgotten rather than bitter and broken relationships. Maybe it was just infatuation mistaken for love. But she let him down. She wasn’t even a true friend. She moved away from him. Both in physical and emotional space. She never kept in touch.

Time passed. Almost three years. They were back again in the same city. But he had changed. He was cold and cynical. The warmth, the sweetness, the care and everything that made him special was lost. She hardly recognized this person.

His outburst made her realize how much he had loved her deeply. She had lost the one person who would have loved her truly. Only if she had chosen him, but only if…

He can’t say that she didn’t care. She did care, maybe too much. She thought the decision was the best for if at all the relationship didn’t have a future. She would be hurt, but most importantly he would be too. She never wanted to see him hurt again.

He doesn’t know that she still has the fragrance packets he gave her. He doesn’t know that she still remembers when he meet and looked extremely handsome in his black T-shirt and jeans. He doesn’t know that she still remembers how upset he was, and how they spoke for hours… many memories…

But still… the mistake was hers. But she is not going to watch her friend just waste away his life in meaningless nothings. She wanted that him back. It didn’t matter if he didn’t love her anymore. She was a callous friend. She wronged him. She doesn’t deserve his love. But it is her responsibility to help him rediscover himself. And she was determined to do it. It didn’t matter if he cursed her for interfering in his life. No amount of anger, bitterness mattered. She was not going to relent. She was not going to leave him the way he was. In the world of pretenses he has weaved for himself.

He finally said… “I shall try… it is not going to be easy and it takes time”…

She agreed and she waits for his promise of a new beginning to be fulfilled…

“Never lose Hope if the Beloved pushes you away. If He shuts the door on you, don't go. Be patient and wait! It is your patience that will draw Him back!”