Its one of those conversations which will always be incomplete, simply because the questions asked will always be unanswered. It can also be termed as one sided conversation – where one is allowed to throw questions after questions because for every answer there was one more question.
I was the silent spectator of this conversation, yeah silent I was, as I was not supposed to interfere. But even if I wanted to be, I would have found myself grappling with right words.
You don’t believe me?! Huh!! Witness this conversation and then tell me!
Girl: How can I believe you?
Boy: Coz I understand what mistake I was doing, and I can assure you that it will not be repeated again.
Girl: You say this everytime? But you repeat it again and again
Boy: You know how much I care for you. I am just worried about you. And you have always known how possessive I am. But I will change myself for you. Will never make an attempt to stop you from doing anything you want – let it to be drinking, partying every now & then, coming back at wee hours!
Nothing is more important to me than you. And even the slight thought of you going away, it kills me! I swear from the bottom of my heart, will never do it. I assure you.
Girl: Why should I trust you?
Boy: Silence. More Silence. She is waiting for the answer.
Why should you trust me!!! Err..aahh..you should trust me..mmm..ummm.. because we have been together for 2 years now. I never cheated on you.
Girl: Dont say all these big big statements. Give me exact reason (1, 2, 3…), why should I trust you?
Boy: We have been together for so many years, wasn’t that trust. How can I provide reasons that why should you trust me!
If I jump from the fifth floor, will that be enough a reason for you to trust me
Girl: See. That is you. You have no reason to support that you will never repeat it. Stupid. Yes stupid you are. You can only think of such stupid act. I am already pissed and swamped with sorrows, and you are not helping either.
Boy Pleads again.. swears again…pleads again with more gestures..tears rolling down!
Girl: Give me reasons why should I trust you. And then I will take my decision.
Boy: I have no reasons to put forth to make you believe. Its only my love for you which I put forth for you to trust me!
Girl: If you can give me reasons to cry, then you should as well give me the reasons to trust you.
No Answer from the Boy.
Boy: I am sorry. Please don’t do this. I said I assure you that it will never be repeated.
Girl: You are not sorry! You are just trying to save the situation.
By this time, I could see the real essence of the conversation. When you don’t want to accept anything, you will never accept it. The best way is to play around with words, make one more question out of the answer. Not only make it a question, but a question for which there is really no answer.
I stood up and hinted the boy that there is no point in discussing this further. He was still trying to answer, but may be then he also realized that it will be eventually turned into another unanswerable question. He looked at her with remorse and uttered “I love you. I still love you. I have loved you from the very first day I realized it. There is only one thing I can say …… I love you from the bottom of my heart! “
On our way back, the Boy answered the last question..but to me.
“Yes, I am trying to save the situation so that every morning when I wake up I don’t want to see anyone else’s face. Yes, I am trying to save the situation so that I want to be besides her every night when I come back home. Yes, I am trying to save the situation so that I can’t see myself spending my life with someone else. Yes, I want to save the situation as I would like her to be the centre of my life.
How would you know that I am sorry until you want to accept it?! And she says that I am trying to save the situation.”
I mumbled to myself. This conversation would always be an unanswered conversation for the girl. She may be happy, atleast of the fact that she won in every question she threw and the boy din’t have any answers to them.
Well! If only she would have heard the last answer. But the question still lingers, whether she would have thrown yet another question, only to find the Boy lurching again for an answer!