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I am great with goodbyes. I do just what is expected. I cry.
For a very long time I preferred not to sit on the window that faced towards the place I was leaving, in the vehicle I travelled in. (Mostly trains, because trains can/should be romanticised). I told myself it is because if disown is what I must, I should go ahead and hurry. And I would rather feel the wind in my face, blowing from the place I was going to. Now, I feel it is just a theory I loved to have, but didnt actually mean.
At the risk of exposing the unhappening nature of my life, I must admit, I havent left many cities/homes behind. I havent had to start all over again many times.
But each time I left anything, it was in a shade of grey (early morning journeys). It was liquid and blurry (not only because most journeys are badly planned). When I left Ahmedabad, it was azaan time. Calling me to close my eyes.
For a very long time I preferred not to sit on the window that faced towards the place I was leaving, in the vehicle I travelled in. (Mostly trains, because trains can/should be romanticised). I told myself it is because if disown is what I must, I should go ahead and hurry. And I would rather feel the wind in my face, blowing from the place I was going to. Now, I feel it is just a theory I loved to have, but didnt actually mean.
At the risk of exposing the unhappening nature of my life, I must admit, I havent left many cities/homes behind. I havent had to start all over again many times.
But each time I left anything, it was in a shade of grey (early morning journeys). It was liquid and blurry (not only because most journeys are badly planned). When I left Ahmedabad, it was azaan time. Calling me to close my eyes.
posted by seena at 4:19 AM
2 Comments:
that was really beautiful. i hate the goodbyes, because i cry too. but the last time i said goodbye to people i went through it without any such problems. funny no? when you feel it the most, you end up too numb to show what you're feeling.
goodbyes... having recently said the most difficult and emotionally draining goodbye of my life, i feel they are somewhat romanticised. life is open-ended, so why say goodbye. i have left many cities, homes, people, i don't think i belong to many of them. i belong to some people and i dont think i will say goodbye to them. i did once and it was the most painful... and quite unexpectedly
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