Wednesday, February 21, 2007

The day

Shyama was not sure. She sat in her room, smiling at everyone, as people walked in and out of the small cube that stored God knows how many things, including herself. She smiled, but her insides moaned – was she sure about what she was doing? Her cousins were chatting, laughing and giggling, throwing sideward glances at her. She was supposed to be the happiest woman in the whole world that day. But, was she? She wasn’t sure. Worse still, the point was, she shouldn’t be worrying about it then, not at that instant.

A few anxious seconds. And then, her dad seemed relieved. Granny hugged him. Mom was brushing away happy tears. Little sister hugged her. A mix of emotions – relief, happiness and a strange emptiness. Amidst all that, Shyama stole a glance at him. Raghav looked at her as well. She felt reassured, smiled for the first time from her heart, since the morning. She trusted her instincts. They told her it would all go on well.

A year later, she stood staring at her mirror in their bedroom, twirling a curl dangling near her left ear. They had taken many steps together, forgiving, fighting, understanding, giving, sharing, loving and holding on. Shyama stood there lost in memories. Suddenly Raghav hugged her from behind. “Happy Anniversary, sweetie,” he whispered. She smiled - a smile of genuine happiness.

11 comments:

Avinash said...

Hello Ms.Viswanathan,

Brilliantly written!! Spectacular.

Emotions so impeccably captured.

I have been a regular visitor to your blog (since recently) - Did have the patience to read through "ALL" your blogs, but never did have the courtesy to comment on them [feel ashamed - but somehow cant reason out why].

Anyways, keep it up and way to go

Avinash

Vani Viswanathan said...

:)
You know what I'll say!

Avinash said...

As a matter of fact I dont...

Avinash

P.S - In my previous comment I had incorrectly addressed you as Ms. - my appologies

P.S 2 - Lazy could be one :-)

Anonymous said...

Hi Anu
Sridhar here, hope you can relate to that name, if you remember Trichy, Vasanth Vihar, and then your cousin who is now in singapore.....if you have guessed it right, then good.... its me, if not, am the guy, whom you called on that fateful day of the Accident in NH45, would like to get in touch with you, and if you can visit pristinestillness.blogspot.com
been viewing your work recently, i think there is a small error "Granny hugged him" you have said or should it be her?
sthiagarajan@levi.com

Ramya said...

And you know what I'll be saying too ! :D

Amrita said...

hey anu,

wish you a very happy belated birthday and anniversary! how are u da? visiting ur blog after a long time. your writing seems to be getting better and better with time.

Harish said...

Some personal touch here eh :-)
I loved the pic and the way u ended it romantically :-)

Kary said...

First time in your blog. Nice reading...

the Monk said...

First time here...and I know I'll be back...

Vijay Ramamurthi said...

aaaaaaa!!...
u have left me with no choice..
but to start commenting in other languages...no more words left in my vocab to appreciate this beauty of urs !!..hmmph!! :)

fabulous :)

vijay

Priya (mpriya@wordpress.com) said...

first time readin ur blog...very well written...u have captured the emotions perfectly.. :)