Some links in the chain are not meant to be together for long. However much you try, those links either slip away or are broken. After multiple attempts of repairing you let it go and move on with a completely new set of links. And that’s when something or the other brings back the same episodes all over again. Again and again, refusing to let you move on without them, their memories. The chain, though absolutely complete with new links, still keeps the memories of the broken links fresh in its soul.
It’s the same case with people. Some relationships are not meant to last long. Your paths cross for a very little time to let you make memories that last a life time. There may not be anything wrong with the people involved. There may not be anything wrong in their circumstances. There may not be anything wrong with their families. Still something keeps the relationship from continuing. So much that you have no choice but to move on against your wishes. There is no regret. There is no anger. There is no guilt. There are no complaints. Still a sweet pain lingers on. The spark still fresh in their hearts. No! It is not love anymore. It is not friendship either. It is not anything but a relationship that has evolved into a kind of worship. Worship because you know each other like life and consciousness. Because you respect your choices. Because you are inseparable through age, time and distance. Crossing boundaries that don’t matter. Your heartbeats can recognize each other’s like they are the notes of the same rhythm.
A message, a missed call, an old picture from the album, a piece of torn clothing, an old notebook, a few underlined words, some bold letters, an unexpected incident, a certain fragrance that comes along with the breeze, a particular place, a break in the middle of a journey is all it takes to trigger the remnants of the past. And you know that the memory, that person, that place, that experience, that age, you could never really leave behind. It’s woven into your soul as if they were always an irremovable part of you.
Merged like two consecutive waves of the sea that drift apart into different oceans. Only to meet again and again when the oceans meet at some points in time. No. They don’t long to be together. They don’t wish to meet, talk or chat. An occasional ping from a distance just to know about your well-being. Their prayers are incomplete without each other. Their day doesn’t end without a glimpse of your memories. However much you try, you cannot get them out of your life. Is it because they are your life? Is it because you never really parted ways? Is it because this is how you were meant to be together? Apart, yet in complete sync…