Disappearing acts

"Very very sorry darling! How can I make up?" said he for the nth time when she confronted him and demanded reason for his vanishing act. He went into these bouts of hiatus when he would just forget her existence for weeks and months sometimes. There would be no news from him, all calls ignored, all smses unanswered. He'd later surface with things like he had company, 14 hour work schedules, was not well and so on. And she'd sulk at the fact that he did not even consider it necessary to let her know when he's busy. But with every little conversation, the feeling of remorse would gradually diminish and she'd be back to her old happy self.

They weren't really seeing each other technically. They led separate lives and gave each other ample space. But they had their moments of intimacy whenever they caught up. They had instant chemistry which both had little control on, which kept them going. That's what had drawn them to each other always from the time they first met at a common friend's wedding. Neither looked for emotional support or talked about their problems or woes to the other. They never even talked about how their day went or what their relationship was turning out to be. The time spent with each other was too little to be discussing such inconsequentialities of life.

She'd often lie awake in her bed thinking about him. He was anything but perfect. He had it his way most of the times. She'd be the one trying to initiate contacts breaking his temporary reverie and reminding him of her existence, she'd be the one trying to fix dates to meet. She’d be the one ranting and raving while he’d patiently listen to it all and finally end it with a sorry, like this one. But their dates were magical. His eyes, his smile, his touch elevated her senses, incited her mind and touched her heart and soul. He knew how to win her without trying too hard. He thought she was his confidante and someone he could get closest ever with. At times, she thought she knew him well. And other times, she thought she didn't know him at all or what he expected or thought of her.

But she liked it this way and so did he. They like their present and more so because neither is worried of a future. Though she only wishes he doesn't go disappearing every time!

And among other things, I just realized I completed a year of blogging. Wow, that feels really old..:)