story ten

And where you left me, I knew no return .

When you disappeared into the everlasting hyperventilating stampede in the evening local, 

Promising never to return. 

You said ' ohh you don't understand me, you are always over expecting! '

I didn't reply. 

I turned. 

Started walking  solemnly past the station pillars 

Seeing more sincere apologies, good by's, hugs and kisses than which are described in the story books 

I walked and walked without stopping, 

Till I reached the Ganges ghaat, 

I sat down on the steps, immersing my feet in the cold water, creating ripples, 

I took a deep breath. 

I knew, the first phase of split personality was going on. 

One woman, one face but two personalities.