Hazing out..

The hands shook, not in anticipation but in loving through a painful memory. The hands shook uncontrollably and the eyes teared up involuntarily..

The memory though scrutinised a hundred times earlier had persisted. Persisted enough to keep the one with the memory distrustful of all the ones that had been acquainted with.

A hazy picture started drawing itself in the eye of the mind..

A friendship , started in earnest. Or so was thought for the one went on only as part of the activities done. When work was available the spirits of the world were all unified to celebrate the  friend and the friend's capabilities.

Yet, when it came the turn of the friend to speak or be heard, time was purely running short of breath. Time which made itself amply available in all its magnanimity for work to be done was always missing when it came to finding time to share, learn or just be..

The work progressed, time being available only then and the thoughts were all but lost in translation.

The work ended, presentations made and grades awarded. All that was left was a closure. The friend knew at least a closure was warranted in a word. What was given at the end was a gesture and that was that.

Yes, moving on was a good deal better for all. However, the friend too was human with emotions. There were no grandiose thoughts or dreams. There were no expectations let alone grand promises. All that was was the spirit of friendship shared in all earnest. What was received was a bland taste of fair feather words in circumstances of need.

The memory faded and let itself out and left the head and heart of the friend.

The shivering stopped and the mind relaxed. This moment too passed and yet the pain and the excruciating burden of carrying the memory for so long was let out and done with.

Life moved on and the friend realised. What is meant to be shall be and this too shall pass. Until then, live in the now. 🤓