Things we lost - (Fiction)

Things we lost.

-Beginning-

We lost the summer that began with grandparents, uncles and aunts. We lost the chicken dinner we waited for, the marination time long enough to make us cherish it. We lost the ability to sit down on a table and talk. We lost the ability to love without judging. We lost the notebooks on which we cut and pasted pictures we found beautiful in newspapers, magazines. We lost tables upto twenty and roots and there cube roots.

-Middle-

We lost the school we went to for 13 years. We lost the teacher's who taught us. We lost our memory. We lost our affection. We lost our time. We lost talking about thing's that mattered. We lost our mother's recipe for the most magnificent meal she cooked. We lost her shoes and her titan watch. We lost the ability to make our beds. We lost the ability to bake brownies because they reminded us of too much. We talked about the movie we watched and the book we read and about the job we want. We talked about the best restaurant in town. We lost the old people. We lost the old friends. We lost ourselves when we danced on blurred lines. We lost the boats we sat on in a lake. We lost the first zoo we went to. We lost the basketball court we shot scores in. We lost the badminton rackets and the bicycle our parents brought us. We lost our chess board. We lost the game of musical chairs and dark room and paper dance. We lost our CD's we burned for so long. We lost that 3 feet doll who was ugly and friendly till the age of six. We lost ringing the bell and running away, giggling.

-Later-

We lost the list of twenty-five things we made in the library. We lost our routine. We lost our plants. We lost our trophies. We lost our certificates. We lost the script of the movie we worked on. We lost our killer sense of humor. We lost the diary we wrote kept hidden in the house. We lost the papers we wrote future songs on. We lost trust. We lost over analyzing song lyrics of popular culture. We lost our favorite childhood books. We lost the trips to Shimla, Manali. We lost Kashmir. We lost the trips to Disneyland and Europe on our own money. We lost our promises.

- Realization-

We lost simplicity.

We lost Ernest Hemingway's 2 dollar words for Faulkner's 10 dollar words.

We lost the monuments for shoddy malls and sleek cars.

We lost the Himalayas for a poorly kept pub in London.

We lost our information about our self because we were curious about others, and fascinated and distracted easily.

We lost our intensity because we were collected and sorted and careful before uttering words.

We lost our family tree.

We lost or would lose photo albums.

We lost photos we took because we took for granted the physical indestructibility of people in them.

We lost because we smiled too much and too often without reason or cause or consequence.

A week ago I went through photos taken in 1972. We were handsome, with a prominent jawline and the fire in our eyes. We didn't have time to smile at the photographer. We were eight of us in a house in Allahabad. We were suprised when we discovered all we said in group was "hello" and "bye" and in between the conversation a whole lot of bullshit. We were suprised because we were loving when we were young and cold and distant when we were twenty-three. We called once every day to our mother continuously for a period of one year. We were worried about logistics and availability of food and vegetables. God damn it we choked we tried not to cry on the phone. We lost our crudeness.

We lost the the engineer's cut out axe. We lost the lion made on paper. We lost the books our mother wrote because we never read them. We lost the arabic translations of english because we were never good with arabic. We lost namaz. We lost our religion. We lost those little prayers our mother told us about we had to read in difficult times.

We placed others before ourself. We lost control. We lost perfection because we accepted major flaws. We lost because we were winning all the time.

We lost because we were winning.

We lost because we wanted to do things independantly.

We lost a a MP3 player we cherished.

We lost a black and white photo of my mother we kept in our wallet, underneath our ATM card.

Things we lost, things we lost.