OS : Things of Past

She still searched for the pieces of her heart break that hid in some corner, which she couldn't get rid of, till date. There were times when she desired for a closure, which didn't happen. They grew apart, that was what it was. Neither did she realize, nor did he, for what was in each of them that separated them. A bond that was built by surviving thick and thins, once weakened, nobody had it in them to rebuild. She let it be. So did he. Probably they were not meant to be. After all, they never committed to each other. Hers wasn't the ideal relationship probably. Indeed. For what was supposed to be theirs became hers. He was one of the most influential persons in her life. If not for him, she would have been a different person, a person whom she didn't quite intend to be. Their worlds for different. Different would be an understatement certainly. A man whom she detested at first sight, later a man she looked up to, for his implicit support at every point, which gave her immense support and courage, to take decisions she couldn't even dream of as a timid individual who was taught only to be silent and not express her displeasure or suffering ever. But that was what it was, she looked up to him and he had always been kind enough to accommodate her in his world, where she didn't belong to. He was a man who himself stayed in the state which is the law of nature, Chaos. And set rules for everything and everybody around him. His chaotic self craved for order in every part of his life. He had given her access to that Maan Khurana, which nobody knew or saw. He let his chaotic and vulnerable side tumble in her presence, at instances more than one. For he probably had trusted her with something. She herself never knew what it was in her that made him come out of the order he set and order he believed in. He never said it. Sometimes his silence spoke a million words but there was a reason why silence was just silence and words were needed to convey the unsaid, which never happened with them even at the most crucial juncture where she desired for some words to be spoken. The day she had typed a resignation to her boss with a heavy heart was the day she requested him to set her free from whatever they shared, to set her free from the ambiguity that engulfed both of them and kept on to eat a part of them. And he let her go. She wondered if he expected her to look back. She didn't, but what he probably never realized or would never know was how his presence lingered in every point of her life. More like how it still survived amidst her multiple efforts to wipe it off. She reached a point, where he embraced the change he brought in her, after all it was him who gave her the courage to set herself free from voids which consumed her. Her mom had always told her that everything happened for a reason. So was them growing apart. Despite still carrying bits of their moments of togetherness, she had learnt to not let herself completely consumed by something that put her in misery. She sighed as she braced herself to interview Maan Singh Khurana. Strictly Professional Questions was what she was briefed for. Professional, indeed. Acting professional with each other was one thing which they mastered, when she worked for him. She being a commoner who has climbed the ladder slowly and steadily was now very well versed in maintaining a facade, she only wondered about Maan Khurana.

Oh...sad that they had to part away. She wanted him to confess his love but that never happened. She resigned and he let her go, just like that, never tried to stop her. And now she wanted the closure to it. So was their past

And now she had to interview him and it made her to remind all her past.

Now waiting for Things of Present.