She was getting engaged.
And all I could do was standing by and applaud along with all. I did not dare open my mouth for fear of saying something stupid, something like “I Love You’.
I remembered the other day when she had come to me with red eyes. Her ‘best friend’ was going away. It had never mattered to me that her best friend was a guy. I thought I was above such things but her tears awoke and sin of jealousy in my heart. Fighting it, I had consoled her and gave her chocolates. She proceeded to rest her head on my shoulder and promptly closed her eyes.
I chuckled at her baby-like innocence.
But now, as I applauded, I felt something stabbing at my heart.
She was getting married. I saw here coming down the stairs decked in her bridal finery. Never had I seen her looking this pretty. I saw her taking the sever rounds around the sacred fire with the man I had come to hate, holding his hand. I saw her exchanging garlands with him.
She was a total stranger to me now.
I was standing near the car when they both came over to me. I wondered what they wanted and though how I would say farewell.
Nevertheless, they touched my feet and I blessed them. She was openly crying. I told her not to worry and that I would always be there.
And she responded by hugging me, and I let the tears just flow away………..
