隽永英文小故事 (165)

The maze of time
Sometimes there are some tales in life which are always a pleasure to remember. When we think of the tragic moment spent in the past then it seems that the moment was so horrible and was happy to think that now that moment will not come back again.
But if the talk is of a pleasant moment of the past, then we smile through it, and when we rush off the window of the memories, then the eyes are moist with a light smile and then, a chill wave run through our spine which makes us realize that the moments has passed. A memory chains past, present and future. Through our memories we live our past in present and hope to continue it in future but some memories are left behind and failed to enter the future.
My life is perfect. I have loving parents, caring siblings and supportive friends. I’m happy in my small world but someone asked me to give some place in my world. I was more than happy to share my world with him. As time passed, he conquered my world with his love, care and affection. It wasn’t m y world anymore but ours. I lived the best moments with him, he knew everything about me. No one can b perfect but for me he was almost perfect. His innocent face, soft eyes, welcoming smile and gentle looks forced me to give up my world and he made it more beautiful than before. His small surprises, long walks, soothing words made me feel like i had all the happiness of the world. I had tears in my eyes at many occasions but i felt happy to shed them as I didn’t have any way to express myself, my tears spo ke for me. They contained all the beautiful memories that showed i’m loved, cared and im important for many people especially for the person whom i loved the most.
Five years has passed but i feel we just met yesterday but the memories we have denied our m eeting. Today is going to be the best part of my life, I’ll tie a knot to be forever with him. This ceremony would prove that i was made and meant to look for you and becomes yours forever but, I’m still waiting for him why he is not showing up? Today is my wedding, the environment looks cold my own happiness was killing me inside. I’m decorated in my precious jewels and finest clothes to present myself the best in front of him, but why haven’t he reached yet? Moments passed, the warmth of excitement is turning into cold like the faces around me. Oh! Do they have tears in their eyes? It should be me with tears but i don’t feel them. The shout of loudest cry of my mom brought me back from my thoughts. Finally i can see him, he has appeared with a lady in him arms she looks messy in my contrast . I ran to see the lady. Her face matched with mine, i asked lot of questions but he can’t hear. He is moving lifelessly, he can’t feel my touch. I stood in front of
him to stop but he passed through me.
Then i realized, i don’t only failed in my life but also failed in memory. And even after years when I miss that moment I agree, thinking, in that story my role was too short, you could say that god! had cut off my role. But in the eyes of certain characters of the story, tears still rolls down when I mention. How good it was. i was a part of my family, friends ,and specifically of him. I know and it seems some lives are linked across time, coupled by an ancient calling that echoes through the age.。