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Thursday, August 11, 2005

Estella... Where are you?

I went up to the door. Hesitated and stared momentarily at the flowers by the side for awhile. I did not know what I was doing. Fist clenched, I knocked at the door.

No response at first.

Then I tried again. Then a third attempt. And the door slided open, slightly.

An eye peeped from behind before she was willing to show her face.

It was a sweet gal.

"Is Estella in?", I asked.

"Nope.", she replied with a smile that never once faded, as if she was expecting me to ask a second time.

"Will she be back?"

"Dunch know", the same smile that doesn't betray anything in the back of her mind.


I turned away and strolled off.

Its been four years now. Initially, I turned up thrice a week, then as time runs by, twice, before the frequency goes down to once a month. I do not know why I'm still turning up. Its probably for an answer to a question that will exist for eternity.

So many things have happened since. I'm a different person now. I have seen boys grow up with me. I have seen lives changed. I have fallen in love and out. But I have never once forgotten her.

Did I fall for a person that did not exist? If she did, where can I find her again?

Estella... Where are you?


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