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Of Love And Damage

Of Love And Damage

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“You complete me”, he said and she burst out laughing.

 There was no mirth in that though. It rang through the room and he felt a chill.

“I am sorry”, she said, “ It’s just that I always imagined you would say it. But like Tom Cruise as Jerry McGuire not like Heath Ledger as Joker. It’s not going to work. I am not me anymore."

He stared at her, not fully understanding.


Siddharth and Sameera were childhood friends. He made her laugh and she brought him chocolates. It was as simple as that.


But they had to grow up and with them grew a wall in between. A rivalry.

They were like Romeo and Juliet but in a world of academics put against each other by society.

Only in this story, they had more longing, passion, connection, and way less suicides.


They would be mostly fine but in the busy crowd and midnight whispers, they felt the stab of loneliness.  It went as quickly as it came. When the moment was too heavy for words.

He knew her so well and sometimes had to question himself whether it’s an obsession.

But he saw the way she looked at him. He also knew when he woke up that morning he can’t continue like that anymore. She would take him.  But now, he was not sure anymore. He looked at her sad face.


“There is some fear in me now, Sid. That I might not just be worth it. Some kind of sadness and I just want to get all of this burden out of me. All of this for nothing. I have a perfect family and life but the sadness is always there. I don’t know why. I scream into the dark trying to pull off a mask. 

But there is no mask. There is nothing here except my raw aching skin”


 He took her hands between his.

“Sam, look at me. I know what you mean. I know what it is to want something with my whole heart and not get it. 


Life goes on around me and somehow I couldn't. Didn't we watch fight club when it was too difficult for us to understand? He said, our great depression is our lives. we’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. but we won’t. and we’re slowly learning that fact. and we’re very, very pissed off. 

I didn’t get it back then but now I do. This is our Great War.”


“It's not going to be easy, Sid. I thought life was all songs and sunshine.

I see only bleak sea now.”

“Then see me with you in that black and white picture.”


His face reminded her of the day they both failed a subject in class three. They had fun sneaking out the night before to the playground at midnight but slept during the exam.

They were sent to the principal’s room. They knew the lectures about to come but they were together. They never got less than the second position after that.


Sameera smiled.

“I forgot you are as damaged as me. Let’s do this then.

I want all the cuddles, the kisses in the corners, the screams of the fight, the sweat of love, the happiness knowing we are not alone in the world. I am not settling for anything less.

Don't build me a mansion or bring me flowers every day and write verses.

Just hold out your hand for me, seek me in a crowd and turn into my stretched arms when you feel the world is too heavy for you.

Don’t take me to ballrooms but slowly turn me around in a waltz in our home when you are happy.”


He jumped up and pulled her into his arms.

“That was so easy. All it took was Joker and Fight club.”

“No, idiot. All it took was you."


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