Reminisence

The rain was falling like cats and dogs accompanied by occasional thunder and lightning. The clouds were grey while strong wind made noises through the space between the windows that were left ajar. I stopped what I was doing and looked out of the window. Luckily my windows were tightly shut else the wind would have frightened me with the sound of its eerie whistling. The tiny water droplets slowly flow down the window pane. It gets bigger in size as it combined with other droplets which then increased its speed and disappear from the window leaving only its tracks. I rested on my hand as I enjoyed the view of Mother’s Nature. The weather being so chilly and cool can really make a person to be in the mood for a nap.

As I got up from my chair, something on my shelf fell onto the table. There it was, glittering upon the reflection of the sky, lying innocently. A simple yet special bracelet which had kept so much of those memories that I had forgotten. I picked it up and smiled. It has been three years since it happened but as the memories began to come back, it felt like it just happened yesterday. Everything from before it started until how it ended was now clearly in my head. I sat on the bed and allowed myself to reminisce.

“How do I have a long lasting marriage, Wise One? How do I know if he is the one for me?” the lady asked the Guru. “Easy. You marry your best friend.” He smiled.

I remembered that short paragraph. That was how everything began. He was one of my close friends where we shared almost everything under the Sun. He understood me from head to toe and never failed to do the right thing at the right time. Every single day with him was all smiles and laughter. Even before we were together, every time when we hanged out, he always managed to make me smile and brightened up my day. It did not occur to me that my feelings for him were more than friends until later. I would never forget how he surprised me with my birthday present. That day he made me smile so much that I was blushing all the way home. The time at the botanical garden where he accidentally said the wrong thing which had me burst out laughing and also the day where he personally cooked up a meal for my mum and us.

Unfortunately, life was never like a bed of roses where everything was smooth sailing every time. Things got complicated due to studies and gossips. With all the heavy workload, he felt stressed and pressured thus affecting him emotionally and changed his way of thinking and his way of doing things. Fight was very often that time, so often that we were seldom in talking terms. Things did not get better as I was naïve and found it hard to have the strength to continue on. In the end, I asked for a break up. It was a reluctant decision but it would be better this way then to see him suffered for something he was not used to doing. I cried and the heartache last for as long as I can remember. We were right for each other but we got together at the wrong place wrong time.

I did move on but there was no one who was anything like him. Not even a bit. Although their qualifications were better than him, nothing can compare to the way he treasured me. During the times when I was with him, I had learned so much about things that cannot be learned from books. I became more mature and stronger than before. So I hoped that next time, if destiny would allow, we would meet again but this time, it would be at the right place, right time.

If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it will always be yours.