Leaving

Leaving was never easy for him, especially the preparation of it.

He had spent last four hours assembling his paraphernalia from every corner of the house. If only he could pack and carry the atmosphere that prevailed in here. From past two years this was his home… their home, and today he was leaving it, alone.


Although in his late twenties he was yet to find the right direction to start the journey of life. In his professional life, they called him an expert. In his own eyes, he was just a beginner, he always has been one. “It isn’t me” he often used to mention this to his roommates.


The group of four moved in two years ago when they were settling with a new career in a new city. Their roads crossed while house hunting.

A world he had recently stepped into after years of a carefree and protected stint. This was the first time when he was away from his family, but he discovered it in his roommates.
He quickly recognized that his chaps were not very different from him “What?? You too! And I thought it’s only me”.


Three months back AJ left, followed by Dean and GK a week ago. His luggage which was kept in one corner will be the final one to move out.
Just a couple of more hours in home, a final check to make sure everything went in. 

Where is that?

He realized something is missing from his packed stuff. He went inside his room, opened the closet and looked into once filled drawers and cupboards. After some time, he found what he was looking for.

How can I go without this?

His home has kept everything’s safe for him ever since he needed it. After glancing over it for a minute he kept that snap in his wallet. That was a rare picture in which the four sat in a pub during their early days, those days were never coming back.

From the beginning, they struck the right chord and tunes of bliss and laughter accentuated thereafter. After any tiring day at work when they used to sit at the terrace under the open sky all pain and misery were replaced by a cocktail of good company and great music. The dwelling proved to be their shield from the brutalities of the real world.  

His phone rang and he knew that the cab is here to pick him up. His final few moments were left to spend in this house. Leaving this place became the reason for him to leave the city, leave the work and leave his memories behind, forever…

A couple of loud horns made him realize that he should start moving. One by one he kept his luggage outside and the driver transferred them to the dickey of the cab.

“Let’s hurry sir we are already late” the driver said while starting the ignition. He gave a final glance to his home and then turned his eyes from it forever as he had done with her later in the day.

He never said I'll miss you and neither said see you again he just parted with these words…

“I am leaving”


and the beholder of the eyes watched him with bewilderment.