With bated breath, I wait
From the time I knew you, you meant the world to me. As I now wait with bated breath, I go down the memory lane thinking about all the times you made me wait.
All those times when you were late, my heart would beat faster and I’d hope that you were okay. You didn’t understand why I was so anxious and often made fun of my anxiety but if only you’d understand how I felt.
I stood by you through it all – those late nights during exams and interviews, the wait of the results and I was more anxious than you were because I didn’t want to see you sad. I knew that you’d excel in whatever you did, yet, when you were anxious I was anxious too!
When you said that you had to go away to follow your dreams, I didn’t want you to go. I’d then lose a part of me, the most precious one at that. I was worried if you’d be okay. I knew that you had big dreams and I didn’t want to come in the way of you pursuing them. So I let you go! But I knew you’d come back, or so I hoped.
You had promised that you would call. But slowly the number of calls reduced. You promised you’d come back soon to meet me, but I never saw you from the day you left. For a few times, you sent me some money for my expenses, but I didn’t want any of it. I’ve still kept it safe to give it to you when you return. All I ever wanted was your happiness. All I ever wanted was the warmth of your affection. All I ever wanted was to hear your voice and meet you occasionally.
“I’ll call you every night at 9 pm”, you’d said when you were leaving.
The ticking clock shows the time to be 9 pm. And just like every day from the day you left, I wait with bated breath for that phone to ring so that I could hear your voice.
Someday I know the phone will ring again. Someday I hope you’ll remember me, Son.
But I hope that someday comes soon, for I know I don’t have long.
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