Acceptance

​Mumbai was recovering from the over pour of the rainy season, I hadn't seen dad since a month. He was on an official tour. Amma and Sharu had started the packing for their Kerala visit to attend a wedding and do bits of Sharu's wedding shopping.

I was on my way to my Institute to revalidate my registration.I had my work at BKC, Bandra, a place I no longer recognise as I write this.

I had completed my work at the Institute within an hour and since I had some time, I thought I would take a walk to the station which was 15 minutes from our Institute. I was passing through some offices of the top Corporate Houses in Mumbai when I noticed him. At the beginning I wasn't sure if it was him as I was told he had relocated to the capital city for a job.

But then a few more glances and I was sure it was him sitting on that couch with his legs spread and sipping a drink from his cup.

My heart started pounding faster.. First I thought I would just get away soon from there before he looks out and recognises me. But then something in me just let myself get into that coffee shop and just bump into him and say a "hello"

When I greeted him, the girl sitting opposite him was someone I could recognise very easily by face. It was her. Diksha. I had seen many pictures of her when he had initially broken the news to me that he was going to marry her.

Very politely she asked me to join them and though I didn't want to but I just pulled the chair and ordered a cappacino.I noticed her big round eyes with too much kohl rubbed on them.

He was still recovering from the fact that he saw me. I knew each expression his face could expound. Years and decades are just numbers when you meet someone from the past and realise how funny emotions can get.

Thankfully Diksha broke my turbulent thoughts introducing herself. I gave a cordial nod than the situation demanded, I sigh as I remember that.

Then we slowly picked up from academics, jobs, places, and finally to life.I am not sure if she knew me but she noticed every expression of mine carefully. Very observant.

I could not feel any pain I had anticipated when I would think about seeing them together. It was normal , may be normal is an understated word to say. It was pretty good.

As I walked out of the coffee shop that afternoon I realised how much I still loved him yet was so accepting that some people are meant to cross your life momentarily but leave an impact forever.

Acceptance is a word easy to pronounce but it takes forever before we start to accept situations the way they are.

No matter how difficult it is, accepting things and life the way they are and making peace with that is good.Good for us.