She could hear the melody ….. It was calling
for her.
Wearing a short purple Victorian dress, with a
big hat on her head, she followed that melody , it was far away from her , but
she could hear it , calling her , her name , her soul , to go there , to that
boat.
Her steps were neither quick nor slow, even though
she was sure that no one knows her , she was afraid to be judged , she was
afraid that the people in the street might know what she was about to do .
She could hear the melody …..
She was leaving , leaving her husband , a man
who forgot the meaning of having a wife, of living his life as a human being .
He was living like a robot … work, lunch, nap, second work ,sleep . That was
his day !! She loved him , but that love faded away with years . It was buried
under layers of routine, stress and sadness.
She could hear the melody….
She was leaving , leaving five children behind
her , the best thing that has ever happened to her , but the main reason behind
her not having a life of her own . She stopped for a while, she could hear
their voices, asking her to go back , to take care of them , to hug and kiss
them. She did not know how to say goodbye, so she left while they were
sleeping.
She could hear the melody….
She was leaving , leaving a life that was not
a life anymore for her , it was only time passing , with depression finding its
way to her heart with every second, with agony carving its marks over her face
and body .
She could hear the melody….
She was leaving , leaving to be with him , he
was not better than her husband, and he did not offer her a better life. But he
was the first person in twenty years, to recognize her for herself , not for
her house, work or children.
He was the first person to tell her that she
was a beautiful woman , to remind her of that , to promise her of things
related to her , only her , not including any other person . He was the only
one who looked in her eyes while talking to her , he was the only one who made
her feel as a woman , again.
She reached the boat , the one that would take
both of them to travel around the world , to start a new life , a life to be
lived , to be felt , to be started.
She stood there ….
The worker asked her "Ma'am , the boat is
leaving in a minute , are you getting in ?"
She could see his face , promising her with a
new future, and she could see her husband and children suffering after her departure.
"Ma'am , we are leaving , are you coming
in ?"
The melody stopped…..
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