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And that’s how …#7

Somehow I landed up with the amount of time to think about ‘The thing’ post the long interview of my brother and the extended wait, the travel and meeting the other people.  It was actually nothing and yet a lot of thing for me. It was something that was related to Miss. R and now that I was at her place it was more difficult not to think about it.  What exactly, even I don’t know. It all started with a bad incident followed by a lot of dramatic issues. It was literally nothing but grew to something really serious, an extremely bad experience, some really harsh words spoken on her side. I never repeated them, as I never had the courage to speak something so piercing. I know, words spoken stay with us, they can never be taken back.

 

Miss. R behaved as if nothing had ever happened, so I took the same road too. Why dig out old matters, right? I thought it to be rather easy but it turned out to be more complicated despite everything I put in  to forget  the past and be normal. And you know, what? I did. I succeeded.

 

From then on it became quite easy to mingle with even Miss. R. The only problem was that I know that I will never forget those hard words. Only, I can learn to live with it.

 

So all of us together. It was a once in a blue moon kind of thing. And we were pretty sure that we would have a great time.

 

And that’s how I realised that sometimes, forgetting the past or at the least leaving it in the past is the best thing to do. But I will somehow still remember the ‘past’.

And that’s how …#6

I had no time in the morning to even think about all the Mr and Miss’ so as soon as I woke up in the morning I rushed to get ready and woke my brother up. Everything planned changed since then. My brother was to come directly today but he surprised me yesterday and so everything has to be rescheduled.

 

I could have flown home right after I completed my work but I stayed only to be with my brother. Today, his college scheduled an interview for him and he has been really tensed regarding it and hence I had decided to be with him on this day. The interview was at 11 but the tensed me dragged him to the office at 10:30.

 

We were already impatient and restless by 11 o’ clock. Still we remained seated hoping only we would get it done with. All the Mr and Miss’ were at home chit chatting, waiting for us. Time ticked by and our restlessness increased by every second.

11:30….

12:00…….

12:30……..

1:30…………

2:30…………..

3:00… and the interviewer called him in.

 

Waiting for so long had already drained our energy and patience. All we wanted then, was to get it done with. And as soon as we were done with it, we rushed home. The interview had lasted only 15 minutes but had taken us our entire morning to mid day. I mean does someone even realise how much patience it must have required to wait for so, soo long? I mean, 4 hours. What happened to all the value being given to time?

 

Anyways after this long tiresome event, we went home and ate something. It was a really exhausting day and there had been no time to even think of all the unwanted matters.

 

In the evening all of us, Mr. R, my brother and everyone else decided to travel another two hours westwards, to Miss R’s place. And this was the thing that I was trying to avoid.

 

But I think I had to deal with it.

 

We reached her place by 9 and were greeted, real pleasingly. Her parents were waiting for us, and I being honest I can never believe their hospitality.

 

And that’s how I realised that it was time I left things behind now.