How I Stopped Thinking...

I was a different man when I met her, different from what I am today. I was angry, depressed, suicidal and optimistic, all at the same time, a bad combination I must say. But she came in my forlorn life as a breath of fresh air, or rather I should say, as a car that backed out of the driveway and slammed right into my car. It was one of those days for me when the day and night just kind of turned into a haze of purple smoke and empty beer cans and I had no idea where I was. It would appear that I was inside a pub nearby drinking my 8 th tequila shot when someone came rushing in and said that my car was in an accident. I was kind of surprised, considering that I was not at the wheel of said car, but then I still went along, half expecting a mess of a car crash, only because I didn’t bother to read the sign that said “NO DOUBLE PARKING”. This had happened to me before, no big deal, I told myself. As soon as I stepped out of the pub, the sun hit me in the eyes and I almost re

The night was dark and it was snowing. He was driving as fast as he could. It was his son’s birthday and he wanted to make it in time. He looked at the passenger seat and saw the model train set he had purchased. He knew his son would be happy; the kid just adored train sets.  The freeway was more or less empty, but the snow falling was making driving difficult. He had to drive cautiously even though he had the urge to race on through. Just then his wife called. “Honey, where are you? The party’s about to start and everyone is more or less here.” “I am on the way dear. The snow is making it difficult to drive. I will make it home soon. Don’t worry, just stall a little bit. Get that joker to crack some jokes.” “Oh, alright, but get home fast.” He was now more determined to get home fast. He put his foot down on the gas and started speeding up. Just as he took the last exit off the freeway, the snowfall stopped. He was thankful as he could now reach home

I saw her today, again, sitting beside the fountain, radiant as the rays of the setting sun, with that smile that could melt your heart in one go. She didn’t see me though, considering the fact that I was trying hard to be not seen. I just stood there looking at her and that little voice in my head told me to go up to her and talk to her, but I couldn’t, my feet just won’t move, however hard I tried. But I was happy, just seeing her smile and look so happy. I loved that… It had been days since I had talked to her. Almost two months since our last fight and I was desperate to talk to her again. She said she would meet me at our place, that little café down by the street from her house. They had pancakes that were to die for and she always ordered them. I remember her saying how she wanted to watch what she ate but at that place it didn’t matter to her. I loved that about her, the fact that she was always sure about what she wanted. No matter what, I never found her sad o