Her Presence

We were talking about films.
My films.His films.
The meeting had been specific
How to get the script out of me

The producer found a way-
“ You give me the script and I will provide you the location for your next film!”

Not a bad deal. Not at all!!!

He left. And we were left alone.
Talking of his films. My films.

And suddenly, he remembered her.
“ You lost her because you backed out! You thought too much!!”

I did not deny.

And suddenly,as usual, she popped out.
Out of nowhere. On the TV screen.

“ There she is.”- I pointed out.

“See what I mean. Its God’s will. Both your lives are entwined.”- He said.

He, who had seen the buds of love blossoming,right in front of his eyes.
He, who reminded me then,that I was in love, when I was wholly unaware!
He, who had then betrayed both of us.
He, who then one day returned to be my friend.

“ She will return.”- My heart whispered.
That embryo of a tear smiled
Melting into a lump of sugar in my throat.

“ Meet her. Cast her in one of your films…” –He said.

I am cast in her mould.