At The Airport….
It was a reunion! A reunion of all my schoolmates after a decade and here I was, waiting at the John F. Kennedy International airport for my flight from New York to Delhi. I didn’t want to wait but then I had to. Nostalgia was hitting me and I began thinking about all those times when I was a happy teenager who had no worries. All I had to do was study and stare at Rohan all day long.
“Ah! Rohan!” I thought to myself. He must have really changed. Is he coming? I could feel everything again. He was a childhood crush of mine and then things changed from crush to admiration. Admiration changed into love and then the rest was all just a blackened mist. My importance for higher studies dragged me to New York while he chose to stay back and explore India with his writing skills. Years passed by while his letters kept coming. That old fashioned man always chose to make me feel special with his hand written letters. He believed in the old school love. We knew we had no end to our story as our families wanted something different from us and we couldn’t go against them. So this tell-tale love story ended with both of us separating ways. It’s been nine years since I have heard from him. I had no idea how he would look like now, if he was married or not and if he still thought about me like I way I do about him.
I was brought back to reality by the announcements made at the airport for my JFK to Delhi flights arrival. I began scrolling through my phone for the flight info. I was glad that I had booked my flight tickets through an online travel agency because that way I got to book cheap flights from New York to New Delhi. They were pretty economical and I was glad I didn’t have to invest much just on my tickets. So setting up my entire luggage, I was prepared to board my flight from New York to Delhi.
The next day………………..
Getting down from the car, I could feel how much I missed this place. My school! That playground, those trees which were just plants when we studied here, nothing had changed. Walking in slowly I felt guilty for leaving my hometown and flying abroad. But I was glad that I had agreed to come to this get-together. It’s been so long and I really felt bad for not coming here before.
“So is it just the school that you missed or did you miss me also?” a voice sent chills through my bones and I instantly knew it was him. How could I not know it? Turning around, I saw the finest man standing in front of me. The same man who I chose to part ways with! Nothing had changed except for our ages. His eyes still held the same spark they had ages ago. I couldn’t stop myself from hugging him. His soft hands were my undoing and I could finally feel free. It was like I was taking a really long break from my work life. I wanted this moment to last forever. Separating slowly, I looked at him.
“I think you are still the same. It’s just your tummy is out now,” I laughed at him.
“Do you think that will be a problem when I go to your dad to ask for your hand in marriage?” he looked at me sheepishly.
I was surprised at this. I didn’t know what to say. Was he kidding? Wasn’t he married yet?
“How could I get married when you were busy working somewhere in the other corner of the world. It takes two to get married. Don’t you realize that?” he answered my unspoken question. Tears started flowing down as I stood there motionless.
Holding my hand, he whispered slowly, “Let’s go join others before your make-up ruins and your look scary.”
Elbowing him, we walked into the school hand in hand. Nothing had changed really. Truly, our love story didn’t have an ending. It had just begun.