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Love’s Labour Lost

Gradually the threads dissolve, the strings come undone. We become footnotes in someone else’s life, remembered fondly in the middle of drying dishes on a warm Wednesday night. In the end, this is all we’re reduced to, this is what we’re left with.

Glib laughter, and a very witty thing she once said. A song at the club that you used to dance to. A secret habit of wolfing down cocktail olives without ever ordering martinis. An old tee shirt and a mini collection of her scrunchies, accumulating in your car.

A few things that last longer than the relationship was meant to.

10 Comments

  1. Alok wrote:


    A few things that last longer than the relationship was meant to

    hmmm..beautiful

    Wednesday, December 13, 2006 at 11:21 pm | Permalink
  2. iamvisheshur wrote:

    really really love seems to be getting into evry1s nerves..
    but can see a lot of things there..:-)

    Thursday, December 14, 2006 at 8:07 am | Permalink
  3. nandita wrote:

    Love the last line gal!very very well written:)

    Thursday, December 14, 2006 at 4:42 pm | Permalink
  4. Deepa wrote:

    Its awesome..n all i have to say is-hehe(abt the scrunchies alone)..n ya like nandita said..last line is awsome!!

    Friday, December 15, 2006 at 6:50 pm | Permalink
  5. bhargs wrote:

    Gradually, Time becomes the best healer :)

    Sunday, December 17, 2006 at 8:56 am | Permalink
  6. Saraansh wrote:

    Damn you…

    Monday, December 18, 2006 at 8:11 am | Permalink
  7. Anonymous wrote:

    wah..wah

    Saturday, December 23, 2006 at 6:14 am | Permalink
  8. Cool Deepz wrote:

    The last line was wonderful!


    “The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles… but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly.”
    - Buddha

    Wednesday, December 27, 2006 at 8:00 am | Permalink
  9. Satheesh wrote:

    last line was awesome…donno if u remember me…was ur senior in svce n now in xl!! hope u having fun..

    Thursday, January 4, 2007 at 10:04 am | Permalink
  10. Gokri wrote:

    those lines are probably the most beautiful prose I have read in a long time.

    Sunday, January 14, 2007 at 5:30 pm | Permalink

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