THE MUSEUM

It is Christmas night, probably the coldest night of the year and probably the only night where every person seen walking on the street has a smile, its that time of the year when the city looks its best, with lights shining in every nook and the corner of the city outshining all darkness, when every man is a bit more generous and giving, when the spark on a child’s eyes is the brightest, when the feet on the street gets busy buying last minute presents, wine and cakes. anxious? yes, they all are. But they are all happy. Its the day to celebrate and solidify with their family and friends.

But amongst all the happy faces, there is one face that is trying not to look up to see what’s happening, trying to fight back the tears, trying hard to get away to a place where she could be all alone. What made her different from everyone on the street that night is that she didn’t have a place to go to and nothing that could make her happy but what made her like everyone else is that she too was carrying something with her, GUILT. And it kept getting heavier with every step she took..

With unsteady legs she made her way out of the crowd, she walks until she no longer hears the footsteps, voices of people and the lights that makes her visible. She knows she is where she has to be when she turns back to see no lights behind her.  Ahead of her is a poor looking place or maybe it is a place which has been established long ago but has been forgotten by the world. Yet it has a board and a dim light coming from inside. Now she moves closer to the place, not exactly sure what it is she thinks it will be wiser to look at the board before entering. The board is covered in dust and spider webs, with her hands she wipes it to read the words, ‘MUSEUM’

So many questions come to her mind, but that accounts to her personality which is overthinking. She brushes them all aside and walks in, the dimly lit lights didn’t help her.  Then she sees him. He is smiling at her…

HIM- You look beautiful. You haven’t aged at all. How long has it been?  And what are you doing here all alone this night?

HER-(trying to fight back her tears) About 15 years. I am here doing the same thing that you are doing.

HIM- I see, I am sorry that we couldn’t be together. Sorry that things had to go downhill, what happened will forever remain a mystery but seeing you like this, I understand that the fault was from my side. I just hope you are in a good place in your life, I hope all your dreams which didn’t include me have been realized, I hope you are doing what you worked hard for, I hope you travelled at least half the places you wished to travel, I hope you are in a good place in your life.

HER-  (Smiling with moist eyes) Yes I am. It has been a long difficult road for both of us.But we are where we are supposed to be. And you are the pinnacle of success.  You have achieved everything which you thought was seemingly impossible. Even after all these years you are still humble and down to earth. Fighting for your dreams, creating what you envisioned and having your name remembered by the people. Well, I see you on every magazine I pick up so you gotta give yourself some credit there.

HIM- But you are not here with me. How could that be? We did have our fights, we did break up quite often, but I never thought it could be over for real. When I see you standing here infront of me, I can only think of all the old times and that is all I know of.  The times when we had each other against the world. The time we were young and free. The time I had you in my arms wishing with everything that I had got to making time freeze.

HER-That’s what time does, when you are enjoying something its the fastest to move and when you’re in pain it stubbornly refuses to move making the days drag by. But only after time passes you realize how important it is to enjoy every moment. Be happy when you have to be because it will end soon. A lesson that I learned the hard way. It was all my fault. I shouldnt have let you go. But tonight I’m at my home, the place where I have to be

HIM- I love you, my darling..

HER-(crying out loud) I love you too.. Please come back tome.. please

HIM-I wish I could, but I cannot. Just look around you.

That’s when she sees the dimly lit room bright enough to show the glass enclosing him and a board saying ‘EXTINCT 2012-2015’