20 May


Adiós, Au revoir, Ta Ta, Bye, Goodbye… Call it what you want, I just hate “Good­byes”. They are heartbreaking. As I live far from home, I have had the privilege of saying bye in every form of transportation!

A good­bye in an air­port is the least satisfying. You hug your loved ones, say good­bye, after which you see them stand in queues, then dis­ap­pear. But you know they’re still there. You wait in the park­ing lot out­side, wait­ing to catch a glimpse of the plane when it takes off. And you silently say good­bye again to your friend who is no longer vis­i­ble, as the plane zooms towards the sky.

Good­byes in buses are a mixed affair. After a deep-hearted good­bye, the loved one boards the bus, and then you see him in a win­dow, wav­ing as the bus speeds away. Often, it takes quite a while before it does so, leav­ing you dis­en­chanted as you and your friend can see and com­mu­ni­cate with each other with­out expe­ri­enc­ing the inti­macy of your friendship.

Good­byes in trains and cabs, I reckon are the most ful­fill­ing of all. Till the last minute as the cab or train begins to move, you try to express your entire rela­tion­ship in the firm grip of a hand­shake, your fin­gers trem­bling to let go, while your heart flut­ters. Despite the most ful­fill­ing of all good­byes, they are all quin­tes­sen­tially painful. Because we just never want to let go of the one we love.

I have been there… being seen off and seeing off people!!! And even after so many years I hate it! its heartbreaking I tell you, just heartbreaking…. They should be called BadByes ‘coz they leave you feeling really bad…


Posted by on May 20, 2013 in Higgledy-piggledy


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4 responses to “Bye…

  1. senthil kumar

    May 20, 2013 at 5:10 pm

    Shweta, is leaving with Vishnu on 7th of june to mumbai. I will have to witness a part of my heart leaving me. Senth

    • iked

      May 20, 2013 at 10:42 pm

      I know exactly how you feel…

  2. Maya

    May 22, 2013 at 4:20 pm

    Totally my emotions too!! I always try to etch the images of the loved ones as i see them while i say the Good bye, Cant ever forget my dad standing at the balcony when i saw him last… Now adays i try swtich my lacrymal glands off and succed sometimes. My fav song from Asha plays in my head..

    • iked

      May 22, 2013 at 9:02 pm

      Terrible no?!?! I remember my Dad saying bye from behind the lines peeking over everyone’s head till i turned… and now when my boys go I am doing the same… sigh… no bye bye


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