Character setch-Day 13(511 words)

Day Thirteen: All time is relative.

Focus Word - Time

Song Prompt - Called Out In The Dark by: Snow Patrol


It's like we just can't help ourselves
'Cause we don't know how to back down
We were called out to the streets
We were called in to the towns

And how the heavens, they opened up
Like arms of dazzling gold
With our rain washed histories
Well they do not need to be told

Show me now, show me the arms aloft
Every eye trained on a different star
This magic
This drunken semaphore
And I

We are listening
And we're not blind
This is your life
This is your time

We are listening
And we're not blind
This is your life
This is your time

I was called out in the dark
By a choir of beautiful cheats
And as the kids took back the parks
You and I were left with the streets

Show me now, show me the arms aloft
Every eye trained on a different star
This magic
This drunken semaphore
And I

We are listening
And we're not blind
This is your life
This is your time

[repeats 5x]

Dear Apu,

Hello Apu. I am writing from my car. I know you will kill me if I somehow did not furnish you with the details of my morning meeting with Ishaan. I did meet him. And I guess I came out unscathed, may be with few scratches. Will you understand if I say it was painful and wonderful at the same time? Ishaan has changed a lot. He may still look like God- same chiseled face, those expressive eyes and drool-worthy physique. But still it is like time has hardened his beauty. He has lost his boyish innocence and acquired a kind of cynical attitude tainted by world.

Did you know he is a widower? He married somebody and she, she committed suicide. Shocking, right? I am still not out of it. He must have respected her a lot. He looked devastated- somehow tainted by the sorrow of it. And he is not into business. He is working in some steel plant which is at two hours distance from here.

I used to belief he will live a model life. I mean I left him for it only right. But everything in his life has so changed. Now I realize, every eye is trained on a different star. What we dream, what others expect out of us and what fate gifts us- all the things are so different.  He is now a stranger to me. But still time brought us together after four years. Those four years have not killed the easy camaraderie between us. He was the only one (apart from you) who could understand and support me without any questions. He believed that I did right.

He stays near by the hotel only. He wanted to drop me to the hotel but Mr. Wilson had already sent a car. So, I refused him. He said he will pick me in the evening and get me acquainted to the Slaughter Creek. I was reluctant but he said it is just his duty to help a fellow Indian. After all, he had been living here for past one year. And I could not say no to him.

These are all the basics of my meeting. I am about to reach the office. Do not start shouting. I will call you in the evening with full detailed report. But Apu, I am afraid- very afraid. I am afraid that I will be sucked in the vortex of past again. I am afraid 'Cause we don't know how to back down. I am afraid our ‘friendship’ will again shift to the plane of romance. I am afraid that my heart will be called out from the dark into his presence. And I do not think, I am strong enough to take an assault now on my heart again. I know you will tell me that I am overanalyzing a simple situation but I can’t help myself-especially with the dreams I have hidden in the recess of my heart.

Have to leave now.

Love

Trisha

P.S. – I will call you in the evening.