Candlelight dinner turned into business meetings. Sweet and short phone calls from her transformed into long hour teleconferences.
Gifts were no longer priority now – there should be some tangible return from whatever we invest, after all.
Spending even 5 dollars on a bouquet for the Valentine’s Day seemed meaningless – you would lose at least half an hour searching for a parking space downtown.
Overall, there was no respite from the hectic office and future planning.
Whenever she, in a very mild attempt, tried to express her feelings, I had the predefined answer, “These all are for us only, darling,” and she’d be quiet for another month or so.
Recently, I had to go to Holland on a business trip for a week. I was working on an important assignment.
I didn’t have even five minutes to talk to my parents who traveled more than fifteen hundred miles just to meet us. I called her to inform that I had to leave that evening.
It was not new to her. It happened many times, and every time, in the evening, I found her standing at the door, smiling, with my suitcase packed with all the necessary stuff.
I checked in to Crown Inn in Eindhoven. It was 3 PM. I wanted to rehearse my presentation before I met senior management.
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I was sure that she would have kept the file. In the past, she never missed what I needed, never ever.
But I could not control my anger. I opened my leather cased Samsonite and the file was not there!!!
I took out or rather threw clothes one by one on the lush floor of Crown Inn.
“Here it is! Phewwww… what a relief!” I sighed. I knew she never missed even my meticulous taste and never-ending petty demands. And for this important file, I had specifically reminded her.
I opened the file. There was a pink envelope, something similar to what we used to exchange, a long time ago, before our marriage.
Those days, love notes were not made on the internet. It had been more than twelve years.
I opened the envelope. It had our family photo, with her and our two little ones . We all were smiling.
There was a pink greeting card with a red heart printed on it. Inside the card, it read, “Miss you, my dear Teddy Bear .” On my return at Schiphol Airport, after many years, I purchased something for her… just for her… a pair of diamond earrings. I was missing her badly, as never before.
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