The waiting continues

And then she said.... I have feelings for someone. Someone who is way, way older than me. Something my family would never accept.

I realised something had started burning inside me.

So... I said, who's he?

She mentions his name. He is her Director of Photography, double her age. I become silent. She reads out their conversations over social media. He's separated from his wife. She, on the other side is innocent of the futility of these sort of infatuations. I am jealous. I am sad. Tears roll down my eyes as I tell her that what she is doing is wrong. This doesn't have any future. But she keeps on saying that she has feelings for him.

I am crying. Like a baby. But I do not let her know that. My love knows no bounds. But I do not want to become a chain in her feet.

So... this is what I propose. I tell her, as she finishes up reading their private conversations.

First, I am confining all social media connections with the outer world starting from now. Facebook. Whatsapp. And everything else. That includes you too. I am a one woman man and I expect my woman to be one man woman too. And I do not want to come between you and your man. I wish you all the very best with him. Though I believe it's only an infatuation from your side, I'll let you do what you like. If it was meant for you two be together, then let it be.

Okay. What's the second? She asks.

That I will wait for you. And if it doesn't work, then you will come back to me. And that time, it should be forever. No short span infatuations, no casual business. What I mean is... I want it forever with you.

Okay. She says.

Be happy. Take care. I say, as I hang up.

Life has taken so many tests of me. In so many ways. And some times the war that decides your fate is fought between some other people. All you can be is a mere spectator.


And now we wait?

And now we wait.