Last night i was sitting idle by the window and sipping my evening drink. She entered my room with an air of same elegance as she used to carry years ago. I wished her a warm hi to which she replied by coming close to me and resting her hands around my shoulders. I looked deep into her eyes as i always used to do and said "you get to know a woman who she really is when you look deep into her eyes. Your eyes are still brown, age hasn't changed it any bit". She replied "these are contact lenses. I can choose the colour i want". By that time she had laid her eyes on the other glass which was kept on the window pane. on being querried about the other glass, i replied "every evening the other drink was made in lieu of your long awaited arrival". The force of tears was overwhelmed in her eyes which she failed to hold anymore. Two drops, just two drops were all that i got in my palms. She murmurred in a half broken voice, which was almost choked by the upheaval of emotions in her, "I left you which was a terrible mistake and I still regret it". I had nothing to say apart from these three words of despair "alas, you could", as a life worth waited for is worth lived for.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door... i still could feel her presence but not see..
