Nearing Adieu!

X and Y were walking down the streets after loads of shopping. A cool breeze on the air made them stroll through the busy road. Both had a dreamy look on their face and were smiling with amusement.

“These days it feels like a time turner is at work,” X said after sometime.

“Harry Porter fan, eh?”

“That I am. But don’t you too feel so. Time flies between past, present, and future.”

“I thought I live in the present.”

“May be I am the only foolish person thinking about it.”

“Come on. You are not foolish, though you are a sentimentalist,” Y chided.

“Oh! You are trying to cheer me up.”

“Tell me about it and let us both decide.”

For a moment X hesitated and then seeing the earnest look on Y’s face, X continued, “Well, after being here for 4 long years, we are supposed to be leaving next month. Many a times I pass through some street, some corner and I reminisce the past. Remembering how it had been. In most of the instances, I can’t even remember how I came to know about a street, a shop and how I became a regular visitor.” X paused to look at Y who was listening with rapt attention.

“That’s normal; when you know you are leaving a place for good and may not have a chance to come back to your haunts again for a long time to come.”

“Yeah, I suppose so.”

“Was that all?”

“There is more, of course. I also think of the people I met, of the friends I got and I still have. I think of situations where I could have done things differently and life would have been easier and less complicated. I often think of life here without one or the other person and imagine if I still would have been the same human I am now or I would have been something else.”

“Now now. Reminiscing is fine but retrospection, that too over the years you have enjoyed. And have you thought that life might have been less complicated without certain incidents, but they might have been less interesting too. There is also another fact that whenever you were met with a challenge you found a quality in yourself to help you or you found a friend. You would have hated missing all of it.”

“I guess those were the only things that let me handle a challenge and emerge victorious. Yes, I could not have missed all that.”

“What about the present then?

“There is a life to be lived at present too. Is there not? There are numerous little odds and ends to be set at right before leaving. Ah, the troubles of a farewell.”

“Melodrama at its height! Future would be interesting to listen to I hope.”

X raised brows in disinterest, and then continued on the tirade. “When I think of the past immediately, as if time flew by, I think about the future. What would we be doing next year this time? Will we be in contact with the numerous of our friends and acquaintances? Who else would be added to my life? So on and so forth.”

“I told you, you a sentimentalist, through and through, though I doubt if there exists word like that.”

“There is. And don’t mind me. I am a fool after all. If not for thinking and feeling as I do, but for telling you, you of all people about my sentiments, if that is what they are. I had to know you’d laugh and call me an over- sentimental fool.”

“Do me some justice after all. I never used the word fool to describe you, though I am inclined to now.”

“There you go. All justice done.” So saying X jumped into their mode of transportation wondering what would be the outcome of the final of IPL tomorrow.