She was again losing her temper on the other side of the line.....and he was grinding his teeth in self-control. It was always like this. She will go on and on digging on old stuff, imagining new things, always in fury or worry. He was having enough of it....he was even considering to break up with her. Nobody had given him this behavior. He was always being bossed around and shouted at. What had he done to get all this from her. She was not even his mother or grandmother to give respect for age and experience.
Finally she went into a huge sob and ended the dialogue with a loud wail and banging of phone. He was angry, distressed and miserable at the this end. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temple with agitated shivering fingers. He was unable to get back to work and there was loads of it to do. He got up with a loud sigh and went to the water fountain to get a sip. As he saw the water pumping out of the fountain, he could not drink it anymore. He could only see her eyes in the place of the fountain. He cursed in general on his position and got back to work.
Again failing to concentrate, he tried calling her. She didnt pick up the call. He rang atleast a dozen times more. Each call was making him more angry and helpless. He slapped his forhead, packed his bag and left. It was snowing outside and it was so brutally cold. He had forgotten to wear his gloves and scarf and had left them at office. He considered going back to office to get them. Then decided against it as it was only a ten minute walk. He started to walk faster all the while rubbing his hands to keep warm. Just after few more steps it started to snow. The walk became tougher. His hands started paining and he was shaking vigourously. A sudden shot of pain started to crawl from his spine towards head. Suddenly out of nowhere his eyes started burning and watering uncontrollably. He wiped them off with sleeve which gave way to more of the tears.
Abrubtly, he stopped in his tracks and his mind started to run. He realized that he was also crying now in the same way as she was crying. What had made him cry? Yes. It was the cold. And as the realization hit him he sat on the snow now oblivious to the snowfall and the cold. What had taken it so long for him to realize? Why was he unable to see this before? Now he knew why she cried so much and so badly! It was because he was as cold as the snow. It was him who was not giving thw warmth for the tears to stop flowing. He could stop his own misery and he could stop her from crying. All he had to do was to be more warm. It was as easy as that!
He stood up in a hurry and started running, towards home, his atheletic body making good progress in snowfall. He was no more cold. He was very warm. That was warmth of love. He will give it her, he will do it fast. She will stop crying too, she will be happy hereafter. Their love will stand alive forever and ever......
Finally she went into a huge sob and ended the dialogue with a loud wail and banging of phone. He was angry, distressed and miserable at the this end. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temple with agitated shivering fingers. He was unable to get back to work and there was loads of it to do. He got up with a loud sigh and went to the water fountain to get a sip. As he saw the water pumping out of the fountain, he could not drink it anymore. He could only see her eyes in the place of the fountain. He cursed in general on his position and got back to work.
Again failing to concentrate, he tried calling her. She didnt pick up the call. He rang atleast a dozen times more. Each call was making him more angry and helpless. He slapped his forhead, packed his bag and left. It was snowing outside and it was so brutally cold. He had forgotten to wear his gloves and scarf and had left them at office. He considered going back to office to get them. Then decided against it as it was only a ten minute walk. He started to walk faster all the while rubbing his hands to keep warm. Just after few more steps it started to snow. The walk became tougher. His hands started paining and he was shaking vigourously. A sudden shot of pain started to crawl from his spine towards head. Suddenly out of nowhere his eyes started burning and watering uncontrollably. He wiped them off with sleeve which gave way to more of the tears.
Abrubtly, he stopped in his tracks and his mind started to run. He realized that he was also crying now in the same way as she was crying. What had made him cry? Yes. It was the cold. And as the realization hit him he sat on the snow now oblivious to the snowfall and the cold. What had taken it so long for him to realize? Why was he unable to see this before? Now he knew why she cried so much and so badly! It was because he was as cold as the snow. It was him who was not giving thw warmth for the tears to stop flowing. He could stop his own misery and he could stop her from crying. All he had to do was to be more warm. It was as easy as that!
He stood up in a hurry and started running, towards home, his atheletic body making good progress in snowfall. He was no more cold. He was very warm. That was warmth of love. He will give it her, he will do it fast. She will stop crying too, she will be happy hereafter. Their love will stand alive forever and ever......
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