13 JULY 2014, 05:00 AM
She hated smokers. He couldn't live without cigarettes. But he never smoked when he was with her. He hated going out.
He loved reading, writing & spending time usefully, she loved to kill time with long phone conversations.
She was short tempered but forgave shortly.
He never got angry but things once done is forever done for him.
He wanted to follow his passion and live a meaningful life. She wanted to earn money and live a comfortable life. They were the keys of the piano. She was white and he was black.
They were just the opposite.
But together they were the beautiful music. It was until they made adjustments in the name of love.
Soon they forgot to understand each other & they started playing it wrong. When the harmonies are lost, the music had gone.
After three months of their friendship, she never attended his call. But that day she called him by herself & told she wanted to meet him in their routine.
He reached the place, three hours before with a pack of cigarette.
He knew he needed at least one full
pack for three hours.
But while waiting for her, he decided that he was going to leave one bad thing as one good thing that gone away from him, returns back to his life.
He didn't open the pack. He wanted to throw away the pack in front of her & tell her that he had quit smoking for her.
He wanted to see that
happiness in her face.
He took the cigarette pack and kept it in his hands.
She arrived with a full rage, faking a smile she stood before him .
"It will never work in between us. I'm going, I can't be like this" she gave him his answer which was in his favour but it wasn't. He stood there shocked.
His eyes watered. Hell It was raining that evening & yes rain gave him cover as he was drenched already.
Stretching the umbrella, she told,
"But we will still be good friends..."
He said " let's walk " & then they took their normal route.....
Halfway on the road she said " I need to rush home its too late "
& knowingly/unknowingly she left him on the road where he never thought of walking alone...... The road of life.....
He then opened his pack and lit a cigarette.
Smoking it, he came near their meeting place & spoke to himself, "Why
it didn't work & why it will never work in
between us is that we could never really be true friends..."
