Goodbyes

Good­byes can be heart­break­ing.

A good­bye in an air­port is the worst. You hug your dear friend, say good­bye, after which you see him stand in queues, then dis­ap­pear, but you know he’s 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, your friend 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 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 our friends.
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