I'm just not able to sit down, I keep walking at the airport scanning through all the faces around, if only she would come. Only when the phone rang moments before boarding, I realised she wasn't going to come. I walk into the flight and take my seat, looking out of the window. As the flight took off, I see those magnificent buildings turn into specks, the lights turn into tiny twinkles, and as the flight plunged into the skies, everything below turned into nothingness, into a past tense. A past that held the last fifteen years of my life, a past with special memories, so many firsts, so many mistakes, love and heartbreaks, so many stories, a past that I am moving away from.
The next fifteen hours of my flight was the longest ever, fifteen hours of wait moving away from one love into the arms of the other. The flight lands and I walk through the queue for immigration. Wouldn't it be easier if they deny entry? Isn't it easier for all of us if our life changing decisions are taken by someone else? After everything is done, I wait near the luggage conveyor, and take my phone to text Tara. Hey, landed, all ok, waiting for luggage. Wow, how do you feel? Shravya must be so excited! She better be, I thought. Will call you after I get home. Tc.
So everything is set here, my villa, my transport to work everything. I hope I can start driving soon, I need to. I pick my luggage and start pushing the trolley and hail a cab to take me home. Home. I am going to try this time and make this a home, not another fortress. As the taxi glided through, I try to absolve myself into the concrete magic around. I'm tired already, I need some sleep. Hi, get some sleep, we will bring food for you by seven. We. I'm glad she is bringing Shravya along. I reach and I look at my villa, which seems like a palace. The house smelled good, like someone had just cleaned the place moments back. I slowly unpack my belongings and in my mind I'm already wondering which room I should save for Tara.
I'm still unpacking and Geetha and Shravya arrive. My eyes look only for my love and she runs into my arms, climbs on me and hugs me tight. Times like these are when you get all the reassurance you need. "Appa didn't you have a bath yet? Eeks" "in sometime baby, I just wanted you to smell what Qatar is" "yuck appa" Geetha and I shake hands and she settles on the couch. "Appa Kathir said he's sent me a card, where is it?" "Do you want to come and take it yourself?" "Only if you carry me" i carry her along the stairs and we open the suitcase together. "Let me change baby" She takes the card and runs down to show it to Geetha. I try to bring myself to this place, to my new home and start undressing. I remove the belt and I realise something in my pocket needs safekeeping. I remove the box and open it, a simple ring with her name, two diamonds by each side, two stars, my heart and hers for the star that she is, Tara. I close the lid and put it inside the safe. For now.
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