Stranger

By Priyadarshini Maji

It felt like you walked out of my dreams, from the imaginations that I had buried with my childhood. The dreams I have always thought impossible to come true. You were my perfect, being the imperfect you are.

I never really thought I would get anyone with whom I’ll be able to share myself. I met many people, many I thought I liked at first sight but my hypercritical mind used to always find a flaw in them all. All had flaws that I could not overlook. And in no time, I would fall out of it. It never lasted. Never. You were the first who talked to me, as I am. It’s not because I am very intelligent or something that people can’t hold up a conversation with me, but my head-to-head or heart-to-heart never clicked with anyone, as it did from the first moment I spoke to you.

I have a bad, dark past and to be with someone, I have to share it. I always thought because of my stained past, I will never have a perfect future with any person of my choice. Because knowing me inside out, nobody would want to stay by my side. But you discovered half of my secrets within days. Two days to be exact, and we were on each other’s secrets. The way we spoke, the way we shared and way we argued, made me want to stay wide awake the whole night, because I didn’t want to miss a moment of this perfect reality. Ten days, that’s all I think we had. Ten days and you made me experience so much, that I was missing. You made me feel wanted in your own way, even if it was for a short period of time. I think that’s all we had with each other, at this moment in our life. This is the reason I met you. That I could be your first in knowing your secrets’ and you happened to be mine too.

Within this little time, you took many first positions on my list. I guess I don’t mind that. In fact I am thankful that it was you. Without even being intimate, I feel a special bonding with you. I think our time is over for now and I don’t know what will happen in the future but I’m thankful that we met and took the step to talk to each other. You were one of my blessings.

I never wanted anything to continue from the time we started speaking, because both of us have lasting issues and major hatred towards relationships. I will not miss you, I’ll make myself sure about that, but I can’t say the same about your songs. I am totally into them, utterly in love with your guitar pieces. So will miss them terribly and your writings. I have read the writings of many people but somewhere in yours I found myself, I can relate to it.

So, thank you so much for everything. Unknowingly you have done a lot for me, my Perfect Stranger.

By Priyadarshini Maji