goodbye

soul mates no more....no more soul mates , by choice and by design.

soul mates , for the want of an exact word , because there is no word that describes them.


They were not friends ,no ,not really.No .They were not friends. Their station in life separated them.Age separated them.Experience separated them.Somehow....however they had been able to understand each other across the barriers of age ,gender and biases that society imposes upon all.


He could recall a life when they had not even known each other.He could also recall how lacklustre that life had been as if that was not even life.Since they had known each other, life had found its own rhythm.He could hardly recall a waking moment that had gone unshared.


Words or no words ,communication was the key, a random conversation here..a phone call there..a stray text on an odd evening...yet she had always had this uncanny ability to read his mind .When he felt low ,she could cheer him up with a silly story.When he felt bad ,she could make him smile in spite of all that was not going his way.When he was on top of the world ,she was his one woman cheering squad.When he was successful,she could say a wise word and make him find the right perspective.

She found it easy to believe in him and he found it easier to bring all her beliefs to fruition.

She found it possible to dream dreams for him and he found it possible to dream the same dreams along with .She had found that it was simple and easy to love another person without complexity...without ego..without pride .

It was a unique equation.It was a strange understanding....

A beautiful relationship , in fact it was so unique that no one apart from these two would ever understand it.Even these two did not understand it.

They were not lovers.They were not friends.They were not even related.

They were ...probably not even aware of a need to classify their relationship.
This odd strange and unique relationship...had they even tried to classify and categorize it ,it would have beaten classification...it was so.

It could not always be so.Life makes its own demands.The demand was made...
Work..time...assorted commitments..days turned into months, months into years..
Torn asunder or time to move on...
No tears shed, no words said as she bid him goodbye in her soul alone..
goodbye....soulmate....soulmate no more.