Shades of Gray

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Well, it was probably winter - no, it was without fail winter. And, it was really freezing. I really remember the day especially because it was raining a lot. Did you ever see rain in winter? It's spectacular. And the breeze that was passing by without fail added a feeling of extra chill.

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As usual, I was hanging out with friends after a basketball game. It was afternoon around 4p.m. We had a match, but actually, none of us felt like playing. There weren't a few population - surprisingly many population came to watch the game. Probably because Sameer was playing - at least that's why all the girls came all the way to watch a usual basketball game. Oh okay, I didn't introduce you to Sameer yeah? Sameer is one of those good finding guys that you must have a second look at. A very fair complexion, and long level highlighted hair which come down over his eyes, and an total sharp outlook makes this macho guy a Greek God to every girl in town. Sameer got everything that a girl wants. A fancy convertible, lot of money to have a date in any place he wants, one of those most recent cell phone that has features that even our country can't sustain and of policy popularity. Well, that day he was talking to us with a lot of attention, ordinarily he's all the time busy with girls after the game. But that's when Sara saw him.

Sara - my very old friend; back in school, we used to share our lunch. Our friendship was more than whatever else. She came to see me playing, but she never regretted that day, because she got to meet the love of her life - or at least that's how it was to her. Sara is one of those practical, fashionable modern teenagers of twenty-first century. Oh well, you guys are mental what am I supposed to say now - Sara is very pretty finding girl? Well, no. That's not how it is. Sara is prettier than you can think of. When she walks down the lane, every guy stares at her for as long as possible; when she used to enter the class, the class would go silent just to look at her. You rarely see a girl simply so pretty around you. But that was not the best part about her. Her beauty was nothing comparing to her heart.

In fact, I think Sara had the biggest heart in the world. She was never late in helping someone even though he or she was a faultless stranger. I recall once Sara punched this guy in 6th grade guy just because he was teasing me. Oh, I'm so stupid. I forgot to tell you population about me. Well, this will be boring. I'm one of those guys who are as base as possible. In fact, there was really nothing extra about me. I was serious about studies, but never did really good. That reminds me I used to help Sara a lot. And she never stopped thanking me for all that. I loved playing basketball. And that's how I made a lot of friends in life. But life never had a direction for me, and that's why Sara would all the time tell me to get serious - I wish I really had listened to her. I saw a lot of cool population around, but it seemed so vague to me. What is the whole point of being so smart, when it sounds so unintelligent to me? May be that's why I never go to be elegant enough.

Sara pointed at Sameer, and asked me who he was.

"Who? The tall guy? - That's Sameer!"

"Sameer? Okay... Cute guy..."

"Yeah, I know! Wanna meet him?" "Hey Sameer! Dude can you give me a minute?"

"Sameer, this is my very old pal, Sara" "Sara, this is Sameer..."

Sara was even my friend when my sister was born. Well, that's back in 2nd grade actually. She used to come to study in my place. My mom taught both of us from childhood. So, it was roughly like family. The day after my sister was born; she and her mom came to the hospital and brought all these gifts for her. I was happy for my sister, but I was really pissed at Sara. I got so pissed, that I didn't even talk to her. Sara got to know I was mad at her, because she didn't bring whatever for me. She came and said sorry, I said I won't ever talk to her. She roughly began to cry. So I couldn't help admitting I obviously will. We were kids back then, but we promised each other to be best friends forever.

"How come you didn't tell me you know such a hot finding guy?"
"Yeah, all the girls are crazy for him..."
"No wonder...."

Sara got to know Sameer. Their friendship started from that very day. After roughly two or three weeks, they started going out. Sameer asked Sara out, and the news was roughly everywhere. Truly they looked like they were made for each other. They are so unique, so eye catching.

In my childhood, the best thing about my birthday was I get to decorate a room with balloon and all those stuffs. From days before I would plan for this. But, on the day of decoration, I would never be alone. Sara has to be there. She would come early in morning, and we two start blowing balloons and do all the decorations. I would never start without her. And it was the same for cutting the cake.

As long as I'm not in Sara's party, or Sara is not in mine, we would never cut the cake. There was once when she left home after decorating my place, and after waiting roughly for an hour I cut the cake; Sara came late and when see saw I had already blown the candles without her she was really sad. She went home and cried that night. Her mom told my mom, and that's how I got to know. So the next day I had another birthday party where we cut the cake, blew the candles - and even Sara was there. From those days even after we got older, Sara never forgot my birthday, and the first call I would get is from Sara on my ever birthday. I wasn't any less; I would all the time mark the date on calendar and all the time make sure I get to wish her on her birthday as well. We would not tell each other before, just to check if we do really remember each others' birthdays.

Sara's mom doesn't really let her out with too many friends. But this one guy she would trust is me. And that's why I was the only one who could help her. Sameer wanted Sara to all the time make it for long time, and she had problem doing so. So, most of the times I had to take her with me, and make her meet Sameer. Only thing that I was scared about was her mom to conjecture she was going out with me. When I used to take her to Sameer, she would ask me a million times if she's finding okay. I used to find that so weird, because I never recalled a day when she was not finding okay. Sara never wanted to be late, because Sameer hated to wait. But once she was really tardy. It was really because of me. I didn't have a car, and that day I couldn't find whatever on time to pick Sara up. So I was roughly half an hour late, moreover, the traffic made it worse. Sameer left, and later they had a huge fight. I felt so guilty because it was for me. Sara called me at night the same day, and told me how irresponsible I was, and because of me, she's going through all this. Sameer stopped talking to her for a few days; so I decided to talk to Sameer and illustrate everything myself.

On 7th grade, Sara and I got separated because we both went to different sections. So I didn't have whatever to share my lunch with. But, you know Sara, she all the time figures something out. So we decided in break time we'd all the time meet in one definite place. I couldn't believe classes can get so boring without a good friend. So I couldn't wait to hear the bell for the break time every singular day in my class. We would meet really at 11-05am. And both of us all the time used to rush as soon as the bell rang. Sara once got a detention for being talkative in class and she had to stay inside the class at the break time for one entire week. That was one of the times, I felt really sad. I never felt so alone before, and I knew what her closeness meant to me. I don't know how Sara used to feel when she didn't get to talk to me, but then again, after the school finished, daily she would meet me for at least 5 minutes and we had so much to talk about at the end of the day. Although we were in detach sections, but we would talk about what happened in school all day. Sometimes I wouldn't even care what she is saying, as long as I could feel her presence, I all the time used to be so blissful to see her. Maybe it was all because of her charisma.

Sameer accepted my confession. But that wasn't everything. Sameer didn't like Sara mixing with me so much. He had a feeling, I know her more than anyone, and he couldn't stand it. I didn't know all that; in fact I didn't even know what Sameer told Sara that night; but I could guess, when I had her phone call. It was around 3a.m. And I really don't expect calls that late at night; so I was surprised to see Sara calling me.

"You awake?"

"Well, I am now! So since when did you start missing me at 3 o'clock in the morning?"

"Funny! Listen, get serious, I need to talk about some stuffs with you"

"Okay, and I have this feeling it's not good..."

"Umm... Well, I don't know how to put this, but well Sameer doesn't want me to talk to you anymore..."

I really can't recall what she said after that. But well, she decided that if Sameer considered that, she could do that much for him. Nevertheless, she loves him, so Sameer has the rights, he must have the importance. Well, what can I say? I thanked her for being free with me, and to let me know all this. So I considered to keep my distance. But I didn't think that moment what I have really decided - I didn't give it a understanding how hard it could be without a someone who has been my best friend since childhood.

Sara's dad bought her a car when she was in 10th grade, and she learned to drive. It's kind of funny, but I learnt to drive from her. Every evening she would take me with her, and showed me how to drive. I loved it. My dad can't afford me a car, but Sara knew how much crazy I was about cars from my childhood. Tiny puny cars were my birthday gift that I all the time got from her when I was a kid. And when I used to hold the steering of her, I could feel the electricity passing through my body. Nothing was more thoughprovoking to me, than to drive, and this dream could never come true without her. Sara's parents knew that she was training me how to drive, so even though I dent her car a few times, her dad was okay with it. In fact, he would rather scream at Sara that she is not a good instructor.

I called to wish Sara on her birthday, and she invited me to come at her place. She even added that, she asked Sameer, and he's okay with it; so I don't have to be anxious. Sara's favorite gift was chocolates. As always, I took some for her. This was the first time, I was going to meet her, and was mental if I look all right. Sara now has a lot of friends; most of them are unknown to me. I figured they were Sameer's friends. Sara came to me as she saw me. It was months since I saw her last, and couldn't take my eyes off her. She seemed like more thoughprovoking to me. She showed me her new cell phone that Sameer gave her as a birthday gift, it's made of Titanium. She was really excited, and storing all the numbers. Well, I was asked for whole too, but then Sara recalled I don't carry one. Everyone was telling each other, how sweet Sameer was, and Sara must be really proud to have him. I kind of felt introverted showing her I got only chocolates for her, so I left that with the other gifts on table, so she can have a look at that later herself. Although she seemed really busy, I had a opportunity to talk to her. So I asked how come she forgot to wish me on my last birthday.

"Oh c'mon... We're not kids anymore! You know I've been a bit busy. And it's not like I forgot, but I was out with Sameer till very late at night, so couldn't administrate to call! Later, I understanding you'd figure, so didn't bother. I'm sorry though..."

Well, I could understand. So I smiled back at her saying, "That's okay..."

Oh, I roughly forgot my story. So where was I? Oh yeah, a really frozen winter morning. Well, I was out for an exam that I was having in my university. I was walking my way back home, and I just noticed this red sports car in front of my house. You know I'm all the time crazy about cars, so I ran to it. It's the hottest Bmw Z-4. I didn't expect to see one on Dhaka; but more than that what involved me is what is it doing in front of my house? So I rushed inside my house, and my mom told me that Sara and Sameer were here. I ran to the living room. Sara turned back hearing my footsteps,

"Hey! Where have you been busy man?"

"Oh c'mon, I went to the university - what you forgot that?"

"Hmm... Big boy!"

She kept smiling and came close to me.

I have not seen her so much glad for a very long time, so I was mental what could be the reason.

"So here it is... Finally!"

She handed me a very trendy invitation card.

"What is it? Some big news?"

"Bigger than you can think! - Sameer and I are getting married!"

"Oh my god - really? That is so awesome!"

They stayed for a few more minutes; she said she will be getting married to Sameer in a month. And also decided to move to Sheffield, a city in Northern England; Sameer's dad has some firm there which Sameer will now take care of. Sara was sad when she was leaving, she said she would come to talk tome the next evening, as we have become so far apart.

Did I tell you about our favorite place? It was our rooftop, from where we could see the entire sky. And that's where I was with her, that night. Well, that night was my big opportunity and all I did was just sit there with her watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what she was going to do. I looked into her eyes and listened to her talking about what her dream was. How she wanted to get married and conclude down. She said how she wanted to be faultless and successful. All I could do was to tell her my dream and cuddle next to her. She went home and I didn't tell her how I was feeling. I understanding of it that night and figured I was just a friend. All through school life and even through all these days we're all the time together and of course, I understanding of it as being friends. But I knew that I didn't even want to confess to myself that deep inside that I really felt differently.

I wanted to tell her so badly that I loved her but I was too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go; I didn't know if I should be happy that I got her as a friend in my life, or should I be sad if that's all I had. I know that I could never be with her and that we could only be friends. I remembered the good times that we had together. Today, I can only use these words to express what was really in my heart, things that I could never tell her. Maybe real love is only felt when you lose that someone that you love more than yourself. It's a long road in front of me, and I have to face it alone, the hand that I used to hold, won't be there anymore. I all the time realized she is there, standing right behind, only knowing, she is not so far behind. I wish tonight, that I was in her arms, and she was telling me we'd all the time be alright.

The boundaries between friendship and love is defined by such credibility that I did not have; but then again was it really my fault that I fell in love?

I never realized how to live on myself, until that night. I loved her like no other person; may be I didn't want much of anything; but, the one thing I needed from her was for her to all the time be there. The hardest thing to do for me was to be beside her all the time, finding at her knowing that she won't ever be mine.

Remember me when you are gone, far to the beyond, away from me. A journey I cannot go with you on, even though you are going for good. I wish I could be at Sameer's place that day, I wish I never had to let you go. I have tried for tears not to fall from my eyes, at least not in front of you. Keep alive the beautiful times we share, and take it to heart that my love for you is ever sure.

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