The Difficult Departure
The Difficult Departure2 mins 286 2 mins 286
Two days after our wedding
I got a call to get back to my duties.
You looked at me
And you figured it out from my face.
Smiling with pride
And of course, the fear shielded within it
You came to me and hugged me.
You understood my urge to stay back
And not leave you
But you respected my priorities.
Well, the sadness filled the room
But couldn't approach me
As you protected me from all the sides.
I packed my stuff as you were helping me
And of course my books
And the diary that you gave me
To write all my deep and weird secrets in it.
While walking out of the door
I saw it
'The brave you'
Even though I wasn't going for a war.
The feeling of your hand in mine
And the sense of interlaced fingers
Were beyond every fear.
You made sure to not leave my hand
Until I left my worries behind
And so I had to,
Pretend to, leave behind.
As my car moved past our house
You jumped and waved at me.
I still have that image of yours in my mind
Waving at me in your maroon t-shirt.
I thought that it was the most difficult departure of my life.
And then here we are
Meeting each other after five months
Because video calls and messages cannot compensate for everything.
Finally here we are
Just few metres apart.
As I am walking towards you
I am still deciding
What is more appealing
Whether it's just you or your ways or your uniform.
Hugging you after so long
Fills me with contentment.
The way you hold me
With utmost delicacy and intimacy
Makes me kiss you forgetting the world.
Even with your aviators on,
I can see the depth of your emotions.
Stupidly, I keep on asking you
What are you looking at
And you just say
"Let me admire you
While the time forgets its nature."
And as I looked at you and your wholehearted smile
My passion for you was satiating
But then I realized
Last time wasn't the most difficult departure.