It all ended right where it all began.... the same cafe, the same time and just the same way.
It all began with my cellphone ringing, I answered and with a shock the cup of piping hot coffee in my arms slipped and fell on my right thigh. It wasn't as painful as the call was, though I agree having a cup of coffee at a cafe at 02:05 a.m. in the morning sounds crazy but, whenever I wouldn't feel good this cafe is the place one would find me drinking the same old triple brew concentrated black coffee with 40% caffeine and that too sugar - free. The phone call was absolutely what my gut was telling me.
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11 years back, when this cafe had newly been inaugurated, they said 'walk in at any time, we are open 24*7 - 365 but I never knew that this would become such an intensive part of my life', it was actually 10 years back when I started visiting them regularly, usually at 01:45 or so, order a coffee, sit with my diary, of course I am a writing fanatic and well laptops or PCs were not much for me and a type writer was something that was pretty outdated to the class I belong to. So I used to sit there, sipping coffee and knitting my dreams and aspirations out of words like a sweater for an infant. It is at that time when I realized that I was in love with her, 10 years and 11 months back when I was certain that she is the one, the one and only...!! I distinctly remember because I had noted down the date & time, 2nd January 2005, 02:05 a.m. I was sure that she was impressed hard into my heart.
2nd Dec 2011, 02:05 a.m. I learnt that the only place she is left now is in my heart. By the time I reached she was with the air and with the soil, shipped back into nature's arms. As if she had lovingly embraced it all like old friends do when they meet. She typically spent those 6 years scrubbing all the tarnish, dirt, smudge and stains off me and when she was done, she left.....!! I sat there weeping in front of her, where some part of her was already air and some part was already soil and the rest, well.... the rest was still illuminating the world. Been about 4 years now, I never could bring her to that cafe though all the regular ones and the cafe owner know her. There is even a special dedication coffee that I designed by her name.
It's funny when people talk about love as big things and achievements and mountains, it's even funnier when I rebuke and they ask me authoritatively what the heck do you know about love, have you ever loved anyone. It's funny because I always thought love is about all the little things that when put together create a big picture, I thought love is to be able to see her sipping coffee with you whenever you are downtown having a cup of coffee, I thought love is to live every moment with the same energy, that comes to me whenever I even think of her, I thought love is to love and not be 'the HERCULES'. Funny isn't it, how I and the world differ...!!
