Innocence

Fiction

You don’t know how much I miss you though I chose to keep you far away from me. Was I saving you from me or me from you? I don’t know. I don’t know whether either of us stands in need of such salvation. You are one of the finest persons I have ever had the fortune of coming across.

Sam looked at what he had just typed into his Facebook status update. He read it again and again. What’s the use of this? He asked himself. He had not only unfriended her but also blocked her. How would she ever see this even if he posted it?

Why is it that we have to suppress certain loves? Sam wondered. He knew there was nothing, nothing whatever, wrong about his love for her. It was pure friendship. Maybe something more than friendship. Love?

There’s something wrong with the word love, he mused. The moment you say that a man loves a woman, the world turns pink. The clouds rumble. The sand grains on the seashore metamorphose into chastisements.

You were sheer delight to be with. Absolute fun. When you laughed the roses in my garden bloomed. When you talked music flowed in my veins.

Sam looked at what his fingers just typed and smiled to himself. Why can’t the world understand that there can be innocent friendship between a man and a woman?

Innocent? Yes, that’s it. The world is not innocent.

I’m unblocking you. Innocence.