When I saw the dancing couple,  they at once attracted me.   What a wonderful stance they had  and the beautiful chemistry they shared. The man held his beau close to his heart while she turned her body like a slender reed in a pose which would make many a hearts stop.  They both were dressed in white with the lady wearing a diamond studded skirt.  I kept looking at them for sometime, awestruck at their beauty and then decided to bring them home….I had to do it because even if I left without them they would have eternally been  in my mind.  Everything was so perfect about them, just as if they were for real.

I asked the store in-charge to pack it for me taking special pain in instructing him further on how to drape the thermocol strips across the statue so that I can take them home safe.  As the store in-charge got busy maneuvering his way in packing the statue… I kept thinking about us.  You would be so happy to see the dancing couple at home.

You and me once lived in the age of  ”love”  like that of the dancing couple. An age when all that mattered was the sublime feeling  that we felt for each other, enjoying each others company in perfect camaraderie . For me, all that mattered was you.  The aura of this age was however short lived for us and very glaringly in front of our eyes,  we saw this age becoming foggy and distant.  Life is ruthless in its ways and in this grind of life, we have become nothing but cold.  There were distances to be handled, emotions not expressed, frustrations turning our hearts bitter and everything went so awfully  wrong that the age of love that we were into just faded or withered out.  Our hearts did beat for each other but our expressions were cold and stiff.   We were like two people in two glass cabins where we could see each other but not touch.  We just posed but weren’t real.  Wish we could forever pose like the dancing couple,  as happily in love and stay like that forever.   A huge bridge got  built between us and when we called each other from either side,  even the loudest of voice seemed  the faintest. We knew not how to cross this bridge, how to reach up to each other, yet we stood there on each side,  waiting for a day when we could bridge this distance between us.

I had decided to make our home beautiful for you.  If we had to start afresh then we have to also make things around us beautiful.   The dancing couple would just be the cherry on the cake.  It would remind us what we could have been and  give us an inspiration to be happy and perfect like them.

The packing was done and the store in-charge happily handed me the packet.  I smiled mentally visualizing the couple on the raised platform  built in the corner of our room with yellow lights, gleaming at them from above.

When I entered home, You sat quietly at one side busy working in your system.  We had not been talking to each other properly for the last few days.  When we were together alone, we preferred being silent, busy in our own work . Possibly,  both of us realised that the bridge between us was growing longer day by day and we knew not a way to walk up to each other to bridge the distance.

“ Are you very busy?”, I asked and you looked up at me from the laptop that you were busy in.

” Look… I have got something for us. I have been dreaming to get something like this for a long time and deciding on different places to keep it but today,  I just came across what I was looking for so many days. Believe me, they are beautiful and you’d love it.”,  my eyes were glistening in anticipation to your reaction and I slowly opened the packet containing the dancing couple.

” Here it is.”, I said,  as I took out the statue from inside the packet.  But… To my dismay the statue came out of the box with a broken hand of the lady.

For  a few minutes, I went blank. How could this happen? The hand of the lady had come out. Within another minute the entire statue came out of the stand in which it was standing. The statue now fell on the ground.  I could do nothing but look at them helplessly knowing  not how to make things picture perfect again.  You looked at me and ran out of words possibly at the dismay that my face carried.

I couldn’t see that scene anymore. I went to my room and hit the bed weeping. I could see our love world fading but I couldn’t see the ugliness that the dancing couple  now carried,  ruined of their perfect state. May be happiness didn’t suit me. May be I ruined their world, so much so that they would never dance together again.  Why does everything I try to mend get spoilt?  What more do I need to do to set the picture straight? I was weeping imagining that like us,  now the dancing couple also no longer lived in its world of love. May be in a day or two they would also build a bridge  between each other and know not a way to cross it.

It was for hours that I wept. Whenever I looked at the little raised dais that I had built in the corner of the room where I had thought to keep the statue, my heart felt like bursting.  The dais was empty now  with  only the yellow lights glistening .  I didn’t realise but I slowly fell asleep weeping,  clinging the pillow to my bosom.

It was quite late when I woke up.  I sat up reclining on the back rest of the bed.  It was then that I remembered of the loss of the dancing statue and I looked at the dais.

It was unimaginable. Like a dream come true. For sometime I could not believe my own eyes. I rubbed them again, thinking I was still sleeping…. but It was real. In the raised dais to the corner of our room, stood the dancing couple with white dress and  diamond studded skirt. The yellow lights glistening from the  above gave a mesmerizing,  heavenly feel to it. I jumped up from the bed to stand near the statue. How was it possible? I almost had tears of happiness in my eyes when I felt your hands in mine.

I turned around to look at you. ” Did you do this magic?”, I asked…

” I glued it and fixed it up. Nothing is damaged forever…nothing which is so close to your heart. “, you looked at me and continued……..” I tried to fix it up so that they look beautiful together again. ”

” I know it’s hard but we should not damage anything which is so close to our heart.”, you said.

You took my hands and looked at me..” For all the bygone bad days of our lives,  could we not start things afresh? Could we not look picture perfect again like this dancing couple…like how we looked once?

I had no words as my voice was choked in emotion. I hugged you and we decided to write a new story of our life again… To start walking  towards each other and bridge the distances between us, to be each others’ once again.

Ever since that night we made a new beginning….

The dancing couple had broken,  to glue us forever in life.

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