The Waiting Doors
I lay still, trying not to breathe too hard, propped up on an elbow, watching him as he spoke on the phone with his sister. He left a few words hanging in the air, smelling of smoke. He has not changed a bit. And I have not changed a bit too, I remind myself, smiling. Nothing has changed. And yet everything is different. He bends a little more, asserting another bundle of smoky words. He has definitely packed a few pounds around his waist. I drink him in leisurely with my eyes.
Yes, Yes… he would be leaving soon. Its always been like that. I look for my clothes, they are scattered all around his cabin… But wait a minute. Let me look at him a bit more. For just a couple of minutes more. Once he goes out of this door, he would again be lost to life. His life. Not mine. Small beads of prespiration on his forehead. I will let them be. Till he wipes them with the hands which left their impressions all over my body a few minutes back. He looks wonderful with them anyway.
I Lean a little closer to him, trying to catch the last of his scent before he starts smelling of sweat. The small scar on the right side of his stomach, from where they took out his appendix. I lightly trace the lines that make him ugly to the worl, and beautiful only to me. He looks at me from the corner of his eyes but keeps on talking on the phone. Smile… I plead to him, in my mind. “Let me see you smile one last time before you leave.” Nope, he doesn’t. He can’t read my mind. Hangs up and looks at me, gently pulling away the muslin which modestly covers me from him… A small smile on his lips, hanging for a fraction of a second. I quickly drink it in. Smiles don’t usually stay too long on his face. They have a habit of playing hide and seek. I run my fingers slowly through his hair as he pulls me closer.
I look at the doors that wait for him and then look at him, his eyes half closed, full of lust. I laugh and wonder… how long would the doors have to wait?
- Neha
anirudh says:
beautiful post neha…the last line makes it .
charismatic like the setting sun..!
August 17th, 2006 at 06:58 pm
Deep says:
“Neha and her bf were in a room for a couple of hours.”
Y do u have to post a whole page describing this one simple single line???
hehehe, lmao.
August 18th, 2006 at 10:16 am
anirudh says:
oh cmon deep….don fuckin ruin the feel behind the post…u gotta think before u read…! though..
August 18th, 2006 at 08:48 pm
Neha says:
hehe Deep, you see right through me buddy!
August 19th, 2006 at 09:29 am
Isaiah says:
Yeh Neha, Deep is the man…i think ur sisterly affection towards him is making him intelligent.
August 19th, 2006 at 01:03 pm
Neha says:
August 19th, 2006 at 04:43 pm