The Incomplete Conversation – My entry for the Platinum Day of Love contest

This post has been written for the Platinum Day of Love Contest on 

Four years and thirteen days had passed since I first him. It was no love-at-first-sight for us. And yet, the time that had passed was clearly etched in my mind.
We were both shy at first. But soon, we shared a lot of conversations. And many jokes. Sarcasm was something we both had in common, among a myriad of other things. Somewhere, there were sparks. But nothing definite. Neither he spoke about it, nor I. After a while, I began to think that I had imagined the sparks.
One day, seven months after we had met, it was announced, along with a cake and a farewell present, that he was moving abroad. I was sad, but I did not let it show. “Congrats! I am happy for you,” I said with a smile. He smiled back and said he had kept the news under wraps because he had been asked by our manager to do so.
As he was emptying his desk locker, I approached him, gathered every last bit of courage I had and said, “I need to talk to you.” He is leaving, I thought. I would probably never see him again. But I could still tell him how I felt.
He was shaking his head. “We’ll speak later,” he said politely. He picked up his laptop bag, and he left. I did not know when “later” was. I knew he was going straight to the airport. I decided against calling him on the phone. There was no point seeming desperate. He would call me when he could.
Except that he did not. He did not give me one call, or send me one email after reaching there. Plus, he was one of those rare people who did not have a profile on Facebook. I had no idea how he was. But I missed him. Terribly. I waited. Day after day, I waited for the moment when we could continue the conversation where he had abruptly left off.
Four years and thirteen days after our first meeting, I stepped into the office cafeteria. I was not looking where I was going, because my eyes were focused on a silly joke that a friend had just shared over WhatsApp. I was vaguely aware of a soft melody that had begun playing on the speakers as I entered, but I paid no attention to it. I still did not look up from my phone when it suddenly began to ring. It was an unknown number. Possibly a bank trying to entice me into getting their credit card issued, I figured. I answered, and a once-familiar voice spoke with a hint of a smile, “If you could please look up, it would be very kind.” I looked up and I was suddenly aware of the melody around me. I saw at the other end of the cafeteria a man with eyes that twinkled with childish mischief each time he smiled; a man who had promised me a conversation long ago. A man I had waited for, without even knowing if I should wait or not.
We began walking towards each other. My disbelief had slowed my steps. His steps were surer. As we reached each other, I could think of nothing to say. But he took my hand, and slipped a platinum band onto my ring finger and asked, “You said you wanted to talk to me about something?”
I put a finger to his lips and replied, “Shhh… we’ll speak later.” As I closed my eyes and embraced him, oblivious to the cheering crowd around us, I knew, this was our day of love.

10 thoughts on “The Incomplete Conversation – My entry for the Platinum Day of Love contest

  1. visitneindia October 9, 2013 / 7:55 PM

    Hmmmm..Now I wonder is it a real Love Story or you are still to experience it..Nway I am just loving it because when I read a Love Story I feel like dancing you know.. 🙂
    Good Luck for the contest…And Now I should go and write my Love Story(Real One).. 😀


  2. Sreesha Divakaran October 10, 2013 / 8:14 AM

    Haha, it's not real. I have put a label on it that says 'fiction'..
    Wow!! Real one! I ll surely read it!


  3. allresourceupdates October 11, 2013 / 12:26 PM

    Oops I missed the Label Part–Love Stories makes me go blind.. 😉
    Nway if you want to have a teaser on my Story here it is–


  4. Sreesha Divakaran October 15, 2013 / 5:37 PM

    Ohh I have disabled links and copy-paste 😦
    I'll check it out on your blog…


  5. Ragini Puri November 13, 2013 / 8:54 AM

    That's a beautiful story Sreesha! So much pyaar after the lamba intezaar! 🙂


  6. Sreesha Divakaran November 13, 2013 / 6:18 PM

    🙂 Thanks… Pyaar even after lamba intezaar is something that can only happen in a fictional world!


  7. Harshita Srivastava November 14, 2013 / 7:43 AM

    Lovely indeed
    While reading your post, I could actually feel those head over heels flip flop in my tummy 😀 😛

    Good Luck


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