“I don’t know, I need time.” she says.
It was a sudden, unresolved ending to our series of meetings. Just like our marriage. “Where we will sit & discuss?” On the first day, standing on a footpath opposite her apartment, my overwhelmed mind got distracted by such trivial concern. It was our third meeting in three days. Unlike the first two da y s, people around me don’t bother me much now. This time, she was on time. Seems by now, she comfortable sharing that footpath with me, while we trying to untangle ourselves from this mess. But by now, there were more questions, than what I came with. “So, what's now?” I abruptly asked, hoping those hundreds of questions which shooting pain in my head, will vanish away. And unexpectedly, it did. She took a moment and replied, “I don’t know, I need time..” Now, all my questions at that moment become irrelevant; just like me in her life. We hardly spent more than an hour standing there, yet we both were exhausted. It would have been a hectic day in the office for her, just like ...