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"Why?Why?Why did you need him? 
Where was i? 
Just how close to you is he? 
Every smile you gave, 
every touch you made, 
every word you said." 

One Eskimo - Kandi IPL 3, 2010, 


Royal Challengers Bangalore were in the semis again, after IPL 2. And we were playing Mumbai Indian. Considering Kolkata Knight Riders didn't make it to the semis this year, my obvious second choice was RCB (like last year) Few friends of mine and I went to watch the match in Hall Of Fame, a sports bar in Hyderabad.We had quite a few MI supporters amongst us, who mind you, were supporting Mumbai, only because they didn't like Bangalore. Random i know yes, but they didn't even let us lose in peace. We lost the match twice- once when we gave away 77 runs in the last 5 overs to MI and second - when our batting order collapsed. Bangalore lost by 35 runs, thus qualifying MI to the Finals to be played on Sunday, April 25th, 2010 in Mumbai. RCB played the semi finals against Chennai Super Kings last year and won. Last year. Exactly the opposite of what happened last year happened this year. While last year 's match was a nail biting finish and an awesome performance by the RCB bowlers and an awesome show by Jammy and Robin, this year was just a poor show from all sides. While last year, i sat beside you and downed 7 old monks and stood straight after that, this year i was sipping Pepsi. I looked at the alcohol menu and read 'Dark Rum: Old Monk' and smiled to myself. Wanting it, but knowing that it will get you along with it. So I heard myself say no. While last year, i ran from a crowd and could sit in a quiet house with you and watch the match , this year i needed the crowd to fill me up. While last year I cheered and jumped and said 'suckers' when Chennai lost, this year i was praying & hoping and calculating and heard people call RCB 'suckers' While last year i wore my fav old perfume, today i wore a random one. While last year I ate the absolutely awesome Golden Delight from Dominos, today we ate Meat Lover's Pizza. Yet every bite reminded me of you and that night. While last year my heart was filled with ecstasy on seeing Jammy's face, this year my heart sank when I saw Jumbo's face fall in disbelief. While last year i said good night to you and you tucked me in that night, this year you said goodbye to me and i had to tuck myself in. I am still trying to cover myself from all the hurt. "And it hurts, beyond hurt It was a love that blinds and a love that stings When i heard from Jo about this guy and I want to know" While last year you kissed me and wished me sweet dreams, this year you took the dreams along with you when you left, and im still trying to build them back. While last year, you wanted me to be careful and wanted to look after me, protect me from everything and everyone, this year you left me with myself. While that night you kept looking back at me, when you walked five steps from me to your room, this year I kept waiting for you to turn back. Just to realise a little late that you never will. While last year you told me to just call/sms/run to you if i felt afraid, today I am calling you and you are too far to hear me. While last year we hugged each other and celebrated RCB's win, today, i sit and watch them lose and think about us. We've lost. I have lost. Have you lost? While last year Hyderabad, that house & you- meant comfort to me, today I try to find comfort in these but don't. While last year I saw your eyes and what i needed in them, this year, i searched, so hard and found nothing. So today, when i woke up in the morning I almost used my old perfume thinking of last year, i opened the bottle and it smelt of that night, and i couldn't stop smiling, looking back at us. Two very drunk us, after RCB's win. And i couldn't wear it. I shut the bottle. Unfortunately what escaped were all your memories. I didn't have the perfume on me, but your memories lingered on...always reminding. Always loving. Always making you seem so close and yet so so far.

"What did he say? 
He called me baby baby baby, 
all night long What did he do? 
He called me baby, baby baby, all night long....."

Comments

  1. EnvieApril 23, 2010 at 2:02 PM

    Memories fade away, my girl. They will come back sometimes, at which point you'll feel happy and sad at once. But not for long will it be a memory so strong.

    Damn, RCB lost! :(

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  2. JuhiMay 19, 2010 at 5:46 PM

    Loved it compltly... beautifully written...

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