Tears, Yearnings, Yoga - Two

Part Two - Yearnings 

July 2007, in one of many shopping centers in Singapore

-so you are going?

-I think so.

-you don’t want to talk about it?

-there is nothing in here for me.

-well…

-you were the one to find that job in Japan, not me. You decided to make a move first!

-I guess you are right, but I have a request.

-yes?

-after you leave, that’s that! No emails, no phone calls, no messages, no notes! I want to start over again. I don’t want any communication for the first six months, after that we can be simple friends.

-ok, if that’s what you want.

Few months later, I was cooking in the kitchen that I heard my mobile ringing, I rushed out and checked it out. It was not ringing at all. I was absolutely sure that I had heard the ring clearly! It didn't make sense! Anyway, I went back to work, singing to myself, and then again I heard the ring! Checked it out but there was nothing going on in my mobile. Over the next few weeks, this happened over and over again. I used to hear the ring tone clearly, and distinctively without the phone ringing at all. It was frustrating and intolerable and worst was that I couldn't’ stop it. I was going insane!

Luckily, it faded after a while and I have never experienced that phenomenon again. I have no idea how my brain could hear so clearly what did not exist. The more I think about it now, I feel that the yearnings, to hear his voice, were so strong and yet so suppressed that created that imaginary sound in the brain. I wouldn't have allowed the longings surface and expose themselves by any means, but I couldn't stop that ringing tone!

The world is not ruled by my brain, it has its own rules!