The Phone that never Rang

She sat in the balcony with the phone in her hand,

The sun being its cruellest, her arms looked tanned.

Since when had she been sitting here, she had no clue

She had reached a stage that nothing could affect her – heat, cold or flu.


It had been six months since he last came home,

She had no idea where he was – Mumbai, London or Rome.

It came all of a sudden like a bolt of lightning,

Not only was his decision alarming, it was also frightening.


After five years of being together, he wanted to move away.

All her pleading and all her requests did not seem to make him sway.

According to him, the love had gone and his feelings had faded,

But he did not realise that this one decision of his had made her jaded.


Yes they used to argue and they used to fight,

But there were also days that looked perfect, happy and bright.

The day he left her, she thought he would come back as this is just a phase,

After all, they had decided, that together a couple of kids they will raise.


But he never returned, he never came back,

And a few days after that she got her first migraine attack.

After three days of hospitalisation, she finally got released,

But he did not come to see her and she was not at all pleased.


Often these days, she asked herself “Why did this happen, what did I do?”

What puzzled her was that a few days before leaving he had told her “I love you”

She still remembered how he had said once before going to sleep “I can never think of a life without you”

And putting her head on his chest, she had replied “Me too”.


Now it had been six months and she had lost all hope,

It seemed to her as if her life was going down a slope.

Sitting in the balcony, she looked at her phone again, hoping for it to ring or beep,

But that never happened and all she could do was sit there and weep.