The lakeside

She walked on the cold vapid soil while thoughts continued to race through her mind. The trees, the soft cool breeze and the lake: everything was just the same as it used to be 2 years back when she was here; all except for her feelings. She remembered how buoyant she was as she made her way through the sea of staring faces down the aisle, her happiness rising as she strode each step towards her groom, the sparkle in his eyes, the assuring smile on his face. Ahh, grief struck her as she thought about that day, the day of her marriage when at this very spot she had taken vows with Mike of being together and how those got broken in just two years. Though it had just been a small time but seemed ages have past since that day, as many things had happened in the span destroying their relation that she couldn’t even sense when that eternal love faded away. She failed to comprehend if those were misunderstandings, mistakes or just a wrong decision, but she knew only one thing that tomorrow they will be signing the divorce papers.



This was a strange co-incidence that they would be snapping off all remnant strands of their relation at the very spot where they had made them. She felt a sudden sharp pang as the thought of complete separation from Mike struck her, and she failed to understand her agony when she had herself looked forward for this day, to end it all. But she had a strange feeling that this end was not just for a relation but for her life too.

In a small hotel room down the lane, a guy was trying in vain to finish off his script which was due tomorrow. He tried hard to concentrate but his mind kept racing away. He cursed his boss for having given him this work, not even asking if he was ready to do so. He decided to get a walk to refresh his mind. As he stepped out, he saw the slender figure of a girl watching the sky, lost in thoughts. He took a deep breath and sternly with small steps started walking towards her.

She felt a slight movement behind her. She did not turn back but could sense someone looking at her. Suddenly with a roar the weather took a turn. The soft breeze gave way to churning winds. Still she stood there motionless looking blank staring into infinity. She could feel the figure approach her. She turned back and their eyes met. She was surprised to find him staring at her and took a step back. Yet from the look in his eyes, she felt that he was lonely too.

‘Hey, mind joining me for a cup of coffee?’ he asked. She didn’t say a word just kept on looking. Sensing her expressions, the guy continued, ‘I know you will find this weird, but believe me you will feel better. I know a small café at the corner, it serves one of the best cappuccinos in town. You will catch cold if you stay here long, the winds are changing.’ The warmth in his voice touched her and she nodded. They went inside the nearby café and were served cups of steaming coffee. The conversation started to build up slowly; they talked firstly about the weather, and then all and sundry. She opened up all the grief in her heart in front of him, telling him about her love, her marriage and how it all took a downward turn leaving her all alone. In the past few months ever since their marriage had started becoming shaky, she had never shared her thoughts with anyone like this. She had never even shared why she behaved in a particular manner with Mike in those days or how she felt after that. But today she was telling everything, opening her heart and letting her feelings pour out.

The guy continued to listen intently to each of her words. With every sound from her mouth, his blue eyes were almost watery, the tears welling and shining off the edges. He was able to understand the pain and agony she has been through. He told her about his life, how lonely he had been feeling after the sole love of his life had left. Both of them were having the same emotions at the instant, surprised at how the bond was building between them.

She had been staring at her coffee all this while and finally looked up to find the kind eyes looking at her. She instantly felt a connection with the guy, a soothing feeling of happiness, contentment and assurance. She felt that she has a future after all. How silly of her to be thinking that her life was over. She started to visualise what it will be like to spend her life with this guy. He stood up and walked across the table near her. She stood up, her eyes still affixed on his face, which hadn’t changed but looked gullible and lonelier, and said "how about a walk near the church we got married at". Mike and Jane knew that it was time for repromises, and mending broken vows. Tomorrow they will embark upon a new phase in their lives, together.

Comments

"SHE"..perhaps da most common lead character in mohita's stories...every thing started with some mystery and unfolded itself slowly into some positive outcome. i saw the initial draft of dis story and must say dat story has evolved very bfully from dere....nice story to read and nicer to see dat mohite is coming out of her so called "RANDOMNESS" shell...
keep it up :)
Shrey said…
First thing the TITLE.. "THE LAKESIDE".. seems like a prologue to an amazing draft inside.. it lets the imaginations wander and sets the curiosity high.

Then when you actually read the post.. U find the title absolutely complimenting the draft inside. It is engaging and doesn't even allow you to blink. In the end , it leaves you mesmerized and wanting for more. The description yet again is a bit subtle but small and sweet. Cheers to the writer once again. ;) ;)

Rating : 4/5

P.S : I wrote this post like a critic giving review for a movie :D :D cos this post had everything that can take it to become an interesting movie someday. ;) ;)

P.P.S : M still waiting for ur comment on my last post. :P

P.P.P.S : If u plan to make a movie.. u know who to contact for ur songs(lyrics).. :P :P :D
Mohita Menon said…
Thnks Siddhartha :D :)
yesh finally out of that shell.. thnks fr motivation vaise fr that

@Shrey
waah, ab toh u also started leaving long comments .. but i enjoyed reading ur cmnt..sachi.. n thnx to u too fr motivatn ;) u know why :P

vaise movie ka good idea hai.. moreover humare grp mei actors, directors, artists ki kami nahi hai :D
Ankit said…
The story is like a crispy winter noon - snuggly warm like the sun but has enough teeth in it like the cold wind. Perfect blend of heartfelt pang and measured optimism towards end. You have hit just the right note here Mohita. :)

Of course, the female character has more voice here. It would be an interesting idea to narrate the story again more elaborately from the male character's point of view also. And let both stories culminate towards same ending. If you attempt that, would love to read through. :)
Pulkit Agarwal said…
I just look at your visitor's graph
Whole world is reading you :)

Nature ka description to ulti rehta hai yaar tera (kuch kuch bounce bhi ho jaata hai thanx to my word limit).. in all the stories I have read and liked I can well imagine feeling every single word of it.
And perhaps that is the very strength of your writings .. the reader feels that he is actually there to witness ..
Great work
hekkum said…
First thing that came to ma mind after reading the title n starting few line was Husaain Sagar n i kept smiling for some time :)
Really luv the story, specially the ending.
I like the idea that a small talk can save a relationship :) Something i really believe in and i always tell ma frens to do the same, to "talk".
Now since its cmng from u, i hope that they will agree :)
And ya, i m not sure about muvie but it can easily be a great ad for CCD "A lot can happen over coffee", get it patented ;)
Unknown said…
hey gud one!
be it a anecdote or script for a movie(though there was a script going on in the story),but its pleasure to read her articles.
though it was short and simple,still joy 2 read..!!!
Unknown said…
hey gud one!
be it a anecdote or script for a movie(though there was a script going on in the story),but its pleasure to read her articles.
Tjough it was short ans simple,yet joy to read...!!!!
Unknown said…
ye batao kaun si series follow kar rahi hun tum aajkal :P But to say it all in few words.. I am a huge fan of Nicholas Sparks and this time your post felt xactly the same way as his writing does(heart rendering ekdum)Better infact, kyunki uski novels mein sad end hota hai and your post always has a happy tinge to itself :) Mujhe aise aur padhne hai.. likhte jaa :)
Ronny Cooper said…
Nice story and well sketched out. Pacy, vivid and alive,it's hard to guess the finale unless you remember that it's Mohita's story and so in the end, happiness must be restored.
Unknown said…
One thing is for sure....every person who reads this post is surely gonna end up smiling. Loved the way the characters unfolded in the story....hungry for more... :) :) :)
chirpymirages said…
Brilliant work...The way you transformed Tears transformed into Smiles is worth praising. You can try this for a coffee add as hekkum says and earn some royalty and throw some treats :)

Waiting to read more!!!


"She failed to comprehend if those were misunderstandings, mistakes or just a wrong decision....."

Was the girl bemused?
kritika said…
now this is wat we call "A POST by mohita"...all ur other post in near future left me thinking ... there was sth missing in all of them ... but when i read this one i felt complete and satiated...may be i knw u or i sense things ... from first line i knw wat wld be the conclusion of it...here u describe two beings ... but if u place "LIFE in place of she... " and "Difficulties or Time in place of he......." ..we would feel what exactly she means rather than jst separation of two souls...........
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Webby said…
awesome post.. different from ur older posts..
but it surely made me crack a PJ :P

will let u know ;) :)
Mohita Menon said…
he bhagwaan.. ismein bhi PJ..

tera kuch nahi ho sakta..kuch toh chod deti :P
Amrita said…
A nice read. Blog worth bookmarking :)
Pooja G. said…
I liked your style of writing and the way the story unfolds... lovely.. really appreciate it and hoping for more.. ;) :D
Mohita Menon said…
Thanks Pooja n Amrita :)

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