While sipping earl grey, she took out the anklet she was wearing.Some blue beads on a nylon thread and she untied the knot on one of its end and start taking them out one by one and start making some hard to understand design on the table. Still good number of beads were left on the thread and she tied the knot again making the anklet smaller, she took two loose beads out of that abstruse design and put them in the circle made of that anklet.
And all long the conversation she kept playing with those beads and whenever I tried to take any of the bead out of the circle she hastily put it back in the circle.
May be she wants to see those two beads coming together in a circle of something hard to name.
Or maybe that's what my mind tells me.
That's not all.
You know what happens when you take a stone in your hand and throw it the flowing river it will create a splash for a blink of an eye and there will be little ripples and just in seconds river will start flowing in its regular course.
Similarly if you hurl a stone in a pond or a lake it will create ripples, initially smaller and eventually bigger and the effect will remain for longer time unlike in the flowing river.
While I was sharing this philosophy of mine she asked me to talk like a man not like a boy and stop beating the bush.
And it took me while to connect the dots about the knot of the nylon thread.
We decided to stop hurling stones at lake because the ripples might lead to big flood and with this apprehension we decided to have a happy middle rather than having a sad ending.
And lets write a obituary before birth.
And all long the conversation she kept playing with those beads and whenever I tried to take any of the bead out of the circle she hastily put it back in the circle.
May be she wants to see those two beads coming together in a circle of something hard to name.
Or maybe that's what my mind tells me.
That's not all.
You know what happens when you take a stone in your hand and throw it the flowing river it will create a splash for a blink of an eye and there will be little ripples and just in seconds river will start flowing in its regular course.
Similarly if you hurl a stone in a pond or a lake it will create ripples, initially smaller and eventually bigger and the effect will remain for longer time unlike in the flowing river.
While I was sharing this philosophy of mine she asked me to talk like a man not like a boy and stop beating the bush.
And it took me while to connect the dots about the knot of the nylon thread.
We decided to stop hurling stones at lake because the ripples might lead to big flood and with this apprehension we decided to have a happy middle rather than having a sad ending.
And lets write a obituary before birth.
I'm not quite sure what happened here but I quite like the idea of writing my own obit.
ReplyDeleteLet me rephrase it for you.. U know the circle that she made of her anklet turned into a crystal ball and she told me what future holds for us and that there is no shortage of faults to be found amid our stars. On that note we decided to write a obituary before birth.
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