Sorry

A piece of Friction written by me …

Pia was sitting in front of her PC,but had her eyes fixed on the photo frame placed on the table beside the lampshade. She was there,he was there,smiling,close to each other. Last night’s quarrel kept repeating itself in her mind,every word,every phrase,every sentence.

Pia spoke to herself.”let him go, let him go Pia, you don’t need him, go on with your life”

She shifted her eyes to the computer screen. Opened her inbox,and then opened an already read mail. A mail from mamma…

“Dear Pia,

Theres a news.The boy I and my your papa had chosen for you has approved for you. He and his family like you.They wanna proceed. Your papa likes him too. We expect a positive reply from you too dearie. Give it a thought. And when you are done give me a call.

mamma “

Pia took a deep breath and reached for her cell phone….went to ‘contacts’…typed ‘M’…all contacts starting with ‘M’ started showing up. It was easy for her to find out ‘Mamma’….next her thumb went up to the green button to dial….but she stopped..

She heard something….some conversation….surely from the other side of the wall…

“girl :- why didn’t you say sorry???

boy :-and why didn’t you??

girl :-i waited

boy :-me too..”

all silent………..only some sobs could be heard….they too fainted with time…

Pia looked at the screen of her cell phone…pressed a button…beep…. ‘Mamma’ was still highlighted…..she went further down…and stopped at ‘Manish’……..dialed…….

The caller tune could be heard..

“zindagi do pal ki…..intezarr kab tak hum karenge bhala”