"I don't think we should be seeing each other anymore"
"You joking right?"
"Does it look like I'm joking?"
"You can't be serious! What happened? What did I do this time?"
"I can't handle this relationship anymore. We can be good friends and I think we should leave it at that"
"We can make this work together. Please don't do this to me. I need you!!"
"I'm sorry I can't help it. I've thought this through. Goodbye"
She banged the door as she walked out. He stood there paralyzed still looking at the door, hoping she would walk back in and say that it was all a joke. But she never came back. When he came back to his senses, his cheeks were wet.
He went to her house hoping to bring her back to her senses and mend everything. She sobbed but remained adamant on her decision. She had always been that stubborn. He could not understand if her tears were really out of the failure of the relationship or was it just to get some sympathy. The latter seemed to be more convincing now as she was doing everything possible in her reach to distance herself from him. He got frustrated trying to make her understand and left.
It was raining heavily as he got out of her building, thinking of his life without her. He kept walking in the pouring rain for more than a kilometer without realizing where he was heading to.
Suddenly his phone started ringing. He reached inside his pocket and saw her name flashing on the screen. He didn't feel like to talking to her, but still answered the call.
"Hi.. Listen, I'm genuinely sorry for everything. I know you are going through a lot of pain right now but I couldn't help it. Trust me this is the best decision for both of us"
"I don't trust you anymore"
"That's up to you, I can't change your opinion. Just wanted to say thank you for everything you've ever done for me. Really appreciate all the time spent with you and would cherish it forever"
"Please stop giving me this bullshit. You kick me and ask me if it hurts"
"I spoke whatever I had to say. I just hope we can still be good friends"
"Hahaha.. You want laddoo in both hands, don't you? Lady, let me tell you how this works. You wanted to part ways, you got it. Now leave my life and go destroy someone elses. Your work here is done. Thank you for screwing up my life. This conversation is over"
He stood beneath an old banyan tree, feeling a little better after venting out his anger. As he stepped again into the rain, he started humming a song, feeling free from the bondage.
Love, he thought, does liberate you. In some cases, it liberates you when you are in love and in his case, after the love is gone..