Tia Sharma- two and a half hearts
In my opinion, people today want what they desire to get dressed and come to them; home delivered if I may say so, within a time which may just feel like what it takes to click a button on the smartphone. What people are however forgetting is that, happiness, kindness and such macro abstracts require constant validation and work in order to be acknowledged. I am one such person. I forgot what it takes to be vulnerable. To fall in love. To have the patience to wait.
If you ask me why you should read this article, I'd tell you, you are free to leave; but since you've worked enough to open my blog and read through what I write, i think you should read through this tale of two hearts because when it ends you'd know atleast one of them better. The one that you evidently care about.
If you are looking for a typical story where a boy meets a girl, they fall in love and then the story ends, this article is not for you. Before I began to write this piece, I decided that this story would unfold in 3 parts. How it started, how it progressed and how it came to an end. Because like all stories, ours had a beautiful beginning, an enchanting story and it came to an end. this is however the not so enchanting part of my story.
Let me start by giving you a brief on how Tia sharma knows DkP. I introduced Tia sharma to DkP when he stopped talking to me. Why would I do that? Cause I had this intent urge to know what was happening. Again, before you judge me, I am no stalker. Just someone who felt the need to know. Not being nosy. Just Inquisitive. Just in love.
To make myself look a little less manipulative, I want to tell you how this whole DkP thing worked. He said things. I listened. I understood. And then he listened to what I had to say. But umm.. there was a tiny part of me that was reluctant to say what I actually thought. I attributed that to two reasons: I felt he was smarter. He felt i was a kid. (Proved that wrong didnt I? Duh). But anyway. I needed a way out of this. I needed to Express. And therefore, Tia sharma.
Who then is Tia Sharma? In my prequel I told you She is someone who can be a different person to every different person. She can be an artist, a painter, an engineer, a student and teacher, a shopkeeper, a drug addict, anyone. No she is not a robot. She is a charecter I created with the marvel of the internet. (If you try to find Tia sharma, you just may. But who knows if she's the one? You could only try.)
It so happened that when DkP was busy travelling overseas, I came up with the idea of creating Tia sharma. That was the easy part. The challenge was the personality she'd take. The person she'd be, the things she'd do and things like that. Here, I also had to keep in mind the things that DkP would like. Cause the whole point of creating her was to ensure than he had a best friend in her. A confidante. So I had a list of things before I could finally start. We'd get to that later.
Before i introduced Tia sharma to DkP i had to sort out who she was and make sure that worked. So I sat at my table with a pen and a sheet of paper and started to make a list. Tia Sharma according to me was grown up enough to work. (Cause I want to grow up enough to work and she is my creation) she was a foodie, a bike enthusiast and someone who was fond of travelling. (Something I know finds people friends).
Again, This task was not difficult for me because I knew DkP. I could use that information to improve on Tia's charecter. When I look back, I think that was not funny. But I am not going to let writing this down make me feel guilty for it.
And so, I decided after a couple of days that went into strong, focused brain storming sessions that I thought I had figured out what I wanted Tia sharma to be. It was now time to send in the first text. I did that with a scared little heart. Scared of being recognised. Scared of being termed fake. Scared.
And he took an hour to respond. I kept refreshing Tia's profile to see if there were any new texts. Full of anxiety and excitement. When the reply finally came, it said hello. And then I took the conversation to all the topics I had carefully engineered for Tia.
Over the next two days, Tia became someone DkP knows. Everything was going as planned until the day it happened. What I actually feared got the better of me. My worries turned real when it took two days for him to figure out Tia was only a fake account. He guessed it, sensed it or I dont even know what.
I denied it. Ofcourse I did.I said she was real. I told him it was genuine. And then guess what? I dont know what gave me away and made him realise it was me! I think that realisation dawned upon him slowly but firmly. And what he did after that would make you question why I used the past tense when I wrote of where he and I are now. But that's too much information for someone who just came to read a Bollywood sized romance. Which I dont think this is. this is a tragedy. Of how someone loved, and loved again, and still lost.
Oh also, this tale is purely a work of fiction. I just had to put myself into the story cause it is my story and I wanted to be in it. Hence, a fictional narrative. That's what this is. You can believe that if you want to. Or not. Cause if you don't, your love for my art, my poetry, my creativity is baseless and you are just reading a no-one's rant about a no-one.
So when I say a tale of two and a half hearts, that half is yours. You can choose to complete it. Or leave it there in the title. incomplete
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