Closure closer

Maya was not hearing the sounds, she was listening only to her heart and the echoes that pronged in her sonorous ears. She looked into the fog and saw Dia’s smiling face fading into the white fog. She could hear Dia calling her but the voice also faded with her lips.

Before anyone could take Maya away from the echoes and the fog, she wanted to tell Dia- how much proud she was of her and that she did care about her. Time was gone and may be it was too late.

Mohit came and took her away to the next room. She kept looking at his face and wondered-had she been unfair to Dia, did she thought about her as much as she could? She wanted to talk to her and ask her about her anxieties.

She remembered Dia’s words – you will surely miss me some day! She went out and tried to look at her things which she had left before leaving home. There were not too many things as Maya had already given them to her nieces. She found a bag in the last shelf of her almirah which had greeting cards Dia had created. She missed her warmth and affection which was seeping out through those sweet wordings she had written on them.

It was getting dark and Mohit had to go back. He came to Maya and said he will phone her later.

Maya was left there with echoes and fog. She did realize she was unfair to her and didn’t value her smile. She always thought of her smile as a comforting indicator telling she was fine. She felt guilty of not looking behind that smile and understand the real Dia and how much pain she had in her heart. She felt guilty of not hugging her at the time when she wanted one. She felt guilty of not smiling with her when she wanted it. She felt guilty of not telling her she was not alone. She felt guilty of not filling the vacuum that was left in her life.

Time was gone and may be it was too late.


22 thoughts on “Closure closer

  1. @ Su – thanks Su..your tag made me so so so tired today..

    well I’d like to make use of an opportunity when it is presented but being a hard core Project Management student I am – I ‘d like to jot down the lessons learned and then implement the preventive actions…


  2. @ Arpit – I am back then went Mr.India and then came back…
    ok bad one..

    Yep there are some irrepairable damages.. that hurt a lot later on….
    but still ‘ No regrets’ is what i’d like o have on my tombstone…

  3. @ Harsh – Ummm in a way it did..but I know all the three characters personally so for me its wait and watch- does Maya gives Dia the love and attention she had craved for forever?

  4. @ Reema – thanks …
    and sorry to all readers for playing hide n seek for so many months…. I had valid reasons though..
    but what the heck I am back…….and more fruitier now…


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  6. nice new theme coupled with a good short story. Shud we think of worrying about spilt milk or taking the opportunity when it is presented?

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  8. so finally you are back with a post! am glad ! ๐Ÿ˜›
    hey nice one and yes are you going for part 2 of it……?
    besides some damages in life cannot be undone and they only remain as regrets

  9. Nice story, very touchy.

    Is there some sort of a reality in this story? Maybe there wasn’t a Mohit character but a friend whom you think you left deserted?

  10. MOHIT!
    I hate him, because he appears in some other story of yours, and he’s a jerk in that story! ๐Ÿ˜€
    Vibes are returning, my dear Froooty machi! ๐Ÿ˜€
    PS: Please go back to “Fruity’.. Mahak sounds so… serious!! Hehehe!! ๐Ÿ˜€

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