H
I am tired
I have the worst headache ever.
I wanted to vent and let the steam out.
I have the worst headache ever.
I wanted to vent and let the steam out.
It’s Valentine’s Day. I do not want to talk about it.
Our boss’s sister (and the angel of the office) brought us red roses, one for each.
I didn’t know what to do with mine.
I left the office wondering what I would do with the rose since I had no one to give it to.
As usual I took my lift back home.
On the road, she just came to my mind. We hadn’t talked for 6 months then.
She was my best friend. Someone I would literally die for. She was my secret keeper. A shoulder I could lean on.
Suddenly, she started not to return my calls, messages, emails, or text messages.
She just cut me out of her life.
I was too proud to admit it.
Today I found myself asking the driver to drop me next to her house.
I walked for 10 minutes holding the red rose in a hand and my briefcase in the other.
I had forgotten her flat number since I hadn’t visited her for more than 6 months.
I went up to the 17th floor, 1707 to be exact. I knocked the door, rang the bell. It took them 3 minutes to open the door.
A lady opened the door. And that was the shock of my life.
She was a bald lady. The type of bald only patients on Chemo therapy would have.
She opened the door, looked at me and shut the door again, all in three seconds.
I stood there. Time had stopped. I was speechless. My heart beats reached 200, I was sweating. I felt the symptoms of a heart attack. I felt dizzy. I dropped my briefcase and my red rose. I can’t even describe what I felt. It was something I have never felt before. Something spiritually odd.
Suddenly, I heard people talking from inside.
“Wait a second, that’s Hindi” I said to myself.
Thank god.
My hearts started to pump blood again, it was the wrong flat.
I took my things and rushed to the lift. I just wanted to get the hell out of there.
I went down to the 16th floor. Now it’s the right flat. I knocked and nobody answered.
I stood there for more than 20 minutes waiting for someone to open the door for me.
Nobody did.
Nobody did.
I went down to the supermarket, bought a pen and wrote this note:
“H, it’s me.
“This red rose is the last thing I want you to remember of me, if you decide not to speak to me again”
I left the rose at the doorstep along with the note.
I just realized that I love her. Not the boy-girl kind of love. It was something spiritual. Can’t describe it.
I just got home; I smoked 6 cigarettes a row. I have never done that before.
H, if you ever to read this, please don’t let us waste more time away from each other.
RnD
Labels: Personals
2:33 AM, February 15, 2007
Beautiful, Rami..
You have a capability to describe events and attract your reader's attention. Till the very last word.
i hope H reads this, you're a smart and a loyal person (رغم المية العله)
Happy Valentine's day Rami.. top
6:54 AM, February 15, 2007
You should have contacted her much much earlier. Leaving the rose and note was a good start but a true friend would break down the door to see her if he needed to. Keep us updated on whether she responds! top
10:10 AM, February 15, 2007
And you told me you didn't believe in VALENTINES DAY...LIARRRR..!!!
:-| top
11:53 AM, February 15, 2007
RnD: Acknowledgement is the first step - but sitting, whining and smoking helplessly thereafter is pointless.
If you want her - go get her. It's that simple and straightforward. Tell her how you feel, then leave the ball in her court and rest assured you have relieved your heart of emotions you have been carrying for so long.
If she reciprocates, well and good. If not - well you tried. That's what counts the most, pick your head up, collect your pride and lick your wounds in private. top
12:20 AM, February 16, 2007
Salamat Abu Haleb, you've got yourself a nice blog here, I congratulate you!
As for the girl, take it easy pal, things will take its course and then calm down.....for some reason; this seems to be the season of broken hearts.... top
12:55 PM, February 16, 2007
U might not like what I'm going to say but I will anyway.
Just forget her... she made too many wrong moves by stopping to communicate with you this way.
This is not what friends (or lovers) are for.
Smoke because you enjoy it and not because you're pissed off. top
3:36 PM, February 16, 2007
Rami, I am speechless, just amazing...no more comment... top
2:39 PM, February 17, 2007
Razan
Thanks for the critique….
Zed
Thanks for stopping by, and I had been trying to contact her since forever…
Gautam
I still don’t…
SnD
Thanks for the advice... I know it’s from an expert... I will see what I can do about that..
Dubai Jazz.
3arasy buddy.. Thanks for the compliments..
Abu Fares
Whatever you see me3alem… it’s just sometime you get weak and can’t help it..
DS
Thanks man.. you will be amazed to see what a broken ego can do… top
3:12 PM, February 17, 2007
Amazingly written... Finally, finally I've read/heard about something happening on the dreaded v. day that was out of pure love and passion, not the commercialized cheesy bullshit we saw everywhere.
I really hope she gets back to you mate. I don't even know you, but good people bebayno!
All the best, hope to drop at your blog again soon and find positive news ;)
Take care habibi :) top
10:38 AM, February 18, 2007
Awwwww! that was very touching,,,
i know how it feels to "spiritually" love someone just for being them.. no hidden agenda..
i lost someone that was so dear to me like that.. he was my soul mate,so i know how u feel..
if only we had 1 more minute to say everything we could before it was too late :(
cheer up ramoosh :hug: top
11:54 AM, February 18, 2007
Wow! Really well written. =)
And umm as I am in no position to "advice"...all I am going to say is, Good luck with this dream girl of yours, and I hope she reads this post of yours - would help volumes. =)
If she ain't stirring, relax, forget, get distracted and blog on! top
9:00 AM, February 19, 2007
O
Thanks a lot buddy... ;)
Mystique
:Hug Back:
Anish
Welcome to the blog :) and thanks for the "advice", :D top
5:20 PM, February 19, 2007
i'm sorry to hear that
but you seem like a tough dude
love never dies
she will live with you inside you if she decided not to come back
and if she does , it will be super awesome :D
wishing you what's best for you :D top
5:49 AM, February 28, 2007
That was beautiful Ramy - it's almost as if your heart and it's feelings were talking to the reader.
I hope, life brings you the love, content and peace your heart yearns for.
Me thinks you have a good heart, hence the good stuff is on it's way - keep smiling : ) top
2:35 AM, March 03, 2007
Since I know U both....
Believe me Ramoosh, she is the looser..... top