Infinity Towers

I looked from the window of my flat on the 13th floor of the Infinity Towers. There were so many people. Everyone looked the same. I could hardly see the faces. A random wave of hand. It could be a good bye, it could be a nice hello and it could be a show of emotions! But it hardly mattered from that height. I thought the world was so big. There could hardly be any emotions. There was too much happening for anyone to notice. Who had the time anyways. I thought how this world was beautiful because of this. You hardly care about what is going around you. Then I thought how ants went in a group through the small crevice in the garage of our building! Did they have emotions! They were there going on mechanically collecting food, like we humans collect money. Ants for the bad days, we humans for our old age! Ants had no old age to worry about!

In the next building in my campus lived this girl. I used to see her from my balcony and we passed that smile after the first few times we did see each other. I thought she would be a nice girl. Each day she would also come out of her balcony and look at the ground and the people. Invariably we would come at the same time. Probably there was secret agreement that we had made. She would sit there, look around, then look towards me and smile. I did the same. We hardly let anyone notice!

One day, I thought that we had to meet. I pointed towards the garden and she knew immediately what I meant. I hurried to the room, looked into the mirror, did some dressing of the hairs. Damn they looked so bad! Damn I looked so bad! I changed into my latest shirt and jeans and rushed towards the lift and there I was near the garden. I looked at her. She looked real pretty. May be cute. I waved my hand at her. She waved back. I was hardly smiling! It was the first time we would talk. I could see the uncle in the floor below mine looking at us. I loved him look at me with her. I said me Ishant in the most weird way one could! She replied “Diya”. We spent sometime together before we decided we had to run back home. It was a nice first meet! We said good bye and we waved back to each other.

The next few days were the same. We would come out in the balcony and point to the garden and we would be there! We talked about everything. About our parents, siblings, about the world, about philosophy, about money, about studies, about sillythings like the colour of the sky and the dead too! I enjoyed those 2 hours thoroughly. For the first few days I waited for this hour to come. It had become a passion. She started looking prettier each day. From a girl next door to the most beautiful one I had ever known! Each day would end with a good bye wave from each of us. We would wait for the next day.

One day she asked me about girls I fell in love with and I asked her about her guys! This very thing was a confirmation that we loved each other already. We had to confess. We needed some excuse. I asked her if she liked some guy and she said yes. I knew who he was. I did not have the courage to ask. We still ended that day with the parting wave of our hands. There was a different spring in me. I moved around like I had a new fresh air of joy in me. It was refreshing. I came back and hardly looked anywhere but the mirror. I looked so good suddenly.

Days passed like that. We would meet. We used to sit together. The the jokes, the stupid jokes, pulling of hairs, poking fun at each other, bitching about friends, making fun of common acquaintances, doing nothing and dreaming of everything. We walked around the building complex came back to our garden. Then one day she said that her parents had to move out to a new city! Was it the last time we were meeting! I had no words! Probably I had fallen in love or may be a very strong bond of friendship. I did not know the reason. Or may be I was only trying to think of something else as an excuse for not accepting that i quitely loved her! I couldn’t look into her eyes. I did not know what to say. I wanted to blame her for everything! But then what was there to blame her for? I thought this could be our last meeting. I was sure it was. We hardly talked that day. We sat close to each other for one last time. We had so little to talk. It hardly mattered what I did today! It hardly mattered what I was going to do tomorrow or what her friends were planning for her next birthday! We were suddenly strangers! Or were we so close to each other that we hardly had anything to say about the future? The night dawned quietly that day. We looked into each other’s eyes. There were too many emotions but our eyes displayed only a few. We waved our hands one last time.

A week later I was there on the balcony sitting the way I used to. So many ants down there. What was to the emotions of an Individual. I shook my head suddenly! What was to the emotions? Was it me who thought that this was the beauty of this world that individual emotions hardly mattered in this world? I looked down again, this time more closely. Down there in the gardens, there was this girl and this guy sitting together quietly. Were they just a few of the ants? Was I an ant?

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