Wednesday, December 16, 2009

A Story Without A Start!

She saw his number on her mobile screen in the middle of a hectic work day; it has been almost two months since they have last met. Close friends they keep calling themselves in their personal conversations, online chats and in front of common friends and everyone. The major differences in their characters and in the way they view things can make them nothing but rivals, but his fiery nature that only her smooth understanding and high tolerance for the other could sooth made them close in a way, nothing more than friends, or so she thought until she got his call.
***
- Her: Finally you are in Cairo, man I pity your family, are you ever gonna settle down a bit?

- Him: No never, you know me better than anyone, put me in one place more than two weeks and you will lose me forever.

- Her: My God, it’s not even getting better by age, is it?

- Him: Nope, never. So tell me, what have you been up to?

- Her: Nothing much, work, work and work, it has been stressful lately

- Him: Yeah, as if it has been better before, have you ever been free since you started this business?

- Her: Actually no, you are right, but at least I’m around, a phone call away, unlike those who spend most of their time in airports.

- Him: Ok someone is talking about me, well, I’m in Cairo this week and probably the week after, what are you doing on Tuesday after work of course?

- Her: Nothing, I don’t think I’ve got anything after work .

- Him: What about dinner?

- Her: Sounds great.

- Him: Ok, so we talk again on Tuesday to confirm time and place.

- Her: Perfcet! At last we’ll get a chance to talk, it has been so long I miss talking to you, I need the energy you induce in me with your flamboyant stories.

- Him: Yes, and I need to tell you some news.

- Her: Tell me, another promotion?

- Him: No, actually I’m dating.

- Her: Really!

- Him: Yes, I think it’s serious, anyway I have to go, will tell you all about it when we meet. Take care

- Her: Bye
***

A lump in your throat

A cold hand squeezing your heart

Something you’ve never thought

Why are you torn apart?

Yes, you care about him the most

But you will never go for the dart

The happiness he has always brought

Can make your life a work of art

But in his life you cannot get caught

You know you’ll never be his part

Wasn’t this what you’ve been taught?

If you can’t end it then don’t start

***
Monday evening. An unsent message saved in the drafts folder of her mobile phone:

“I know it sounds crazy but...I think I feel jealous! I don’t have any reason or explanation for this, I know you see me as boring, naïve and depressing, and I know we didn’t promise each other anything but I can’t help it, I just can’t”

***
Tuesday morning. A message from her:

“I’m sorry I won’t be able to make it today, A friend of mine is getting married in 10 days and needs me for some errands, I’ll be busy till the wedding, sorry dear. Take care and good luck with your date”

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

unbelivable, this is so unbelieveable. it hapened to me and i hear it happen to many people i know but i never read it before. how u get these ideas???

bravo mito

Colourless_Turtle said...

liked it so much, and especially the unsaved message in the draft.

An yes... typical girls will do what she did, sending that SMS cancelling their outing.

it's very confusing... if there's some special one u know .. is it better to keep her/ him in ur life .. no matter what's the kind of the relationship is ... or to lose that person if things didn't move in the direction u wanted it to move in ?!!! I really find it very confusing...

Anonymous said...

i love this story, very very very very girl typical reaction.
girls do not fight their battles and prefer to step back rather than taking the risk. they will tell u " but i don't know how i can make him notice me"... - RH

Anonymous said...

Great one, realistic and romantic in the same time; my favorite type of fiction.
I liked the poetic interval, never read this kind in English literature before. perhaps cause I never cared much to read short stories. it reminds me of the book of Arabian nights where every story has its own poetic verses.
I really like this story, nice choice of words, nice plot and a spicy sad ending... of course :)