Rainy Night

Why this commitment? her mind asked her heart. This commitment is an assurance, her heart answered the mind.

'That I'll choose him in whatever form, and whatever, he presents himself in front of me. It's not because our choice will claim we are the best for each other. But just like a student passing out from school knows the basic of everything, we would be the basic of each other.'

The boy sucked hard on her lips. The girl felt nothing for some time after which she opened her eyes to realise her deepest core had evolved. An irreversible ritual had taken place in her heart. With this new self, now, she sucked his lips. Did his heart undergo a similar ritual too? she wondered. Soon the two tongues prattled amidst the torrential rainfall.

The fear the girl had felt after climbing up the cemented barricade had now been conquered. Trust, after all, rinses a heart of almost every fear, eventually. Hope takes care of whatever residual.

Their lips parted. Nothing will be able to wash his imprints off her now, she knew. As their eyes met again, she wondered whether she really existed or had she been a mere fragment of his imagination all these years? Could it be that she was leading a life of death till now? And when he happened to her, life happened?

The boy, in an indescribable trance, sat down by the cemented barricade. He pulled the girl's hand as an invitation to come and sit close to him-and she did. The outside was chaotic, the inside was very calm. In that calmness she could hear her heartbeats loud and clear. The beats seemed to have graduated from mere sounds to a language through which she was translating what the boy had penned on her heart with the ink of love.

A minute passed by. They kept exchanging furtive glances gravid with romance. As the hypnotizing moment was busy making a space within their heart's which both would visit every time a seperation beckoned, the boy leaned sideways and kisses her cheek. She gave him a half-nervous, half-shy smile. She leaned a little more towards him and they kissed again. Only this time the kiss made them slowly swing between life and death, love and despair, destiny and coincidence, choice and consequence, decadence and redemption, forgiveness and revenge, light and darkness, sexuality and spirituality, instinct and experience, fame and oblivion, future and life.

The kiss broke. They sat by the edge of the terrace for some more time; hand in hand. Finally, they both stood up.

'I had to tell you this..' said the boy as they stood facing the other. 'I love you because that's my best bet to mean something to you. My Love for you is only a means to an end. And the end is I want to mean something to you.'

The girl couldn't hold back her tears. Crying is the heart's way of embracing pain. And love.

'I don't know how long this seperation of death will be, but until life gives us a chance to meet again, my soul shall be burning,' she said with teras rolling down her cheeks. In the rain, however, the years lost their distinction.

The boy's body was shaking from an inner catharsis.

'Just promise me one thing,' the girl said, locking her fingers with the boy's.

'Even if death touches us, you shall always remember me as yours?'

The boy nodded.

It was time to carry out their plan.

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