I saw your mail but I dared not read it sitting in Houston. Everyday in houston and then in New York I traveled on foot and somehow tried to imagine how you must be faring in this world. But I had the confidence that you would be doing well. I had tried numerous times to justify my behavior and my actions and found no grounds to do that. The most painful day in my life was after we broke up and then I went to Band Stand to find you sitting there waiting for me. I knew an affirmative action would have been enough to bring us back to our lives and I would have never lost you. The entire night you whimpered in the bed and I had to tie down my emotions. In the morning you woke up with a conviction that all of that was a transitory phase and we would be together. I replay that taxi drive repeatedly in my mind and it still haunts me. A week back I went through city centre in Kolkata and every corner had our memories attached to it.
One night I was pitch drunk and wrote something in my blog and I woke up later to find that it was all about the relationship which I had failed. I know I would never be able to get you back and no way I can heal the indelible wounds that i have etched in your heart. But I have hope you will walk through this life your own way and there is definitely no cliff waiting for you as it did for crystal. Titli life is short and and time travels fast but the world is still very small. Somehow I still harbor the desire in my heart to catch a glimpse of you walking across a road with the smile on your face that used to make my travel down to Calcutta all its worth. Maybe you would be walking with somebody else but I know I would be happy to just to see you smiling your carefree butterfly smile.
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