Love on the line
The persistent ring of the mobile phone merged with the dream. I turned over and looked at the bedside clock,it's red glow shimmered in the darkened room. I clutched the phone. "Do you realise what time it is?" I said "I am sorry,the line, phone, mobile and number is perfect" replied the voice. "Now that you have woken me up, what can I do for you?" I retorted angrily. "I have been searching for you for a long time," started the female voice. "Yes," I said as I sat up in bed. "Our spiritual and psychological profiles match to the order of ninety five percent. We are the perfect match," she explained. "Great,good night or should I say good morning," I replied. "No.Wait." she cried as I ended the conversation. Perfect match indeed, I thought as I fell asleep. The next night, I was just putting my mobile to charge for the night when it rang. "Hello," said the voice. "Oh, its you," I replied. "Who did you think it was?" she queried. "I don't know, my phone don't normally ring at this time of night," I answered. "It's only nine o'clock," she chided. "Pardon me for having an early night," I retorted. "Anyway, as I was saying last night," she continued. "Hold it!" I cried. This is my early night. "It won't take a minute," she interrupted. "You have two minutes," I said. "Your name is Michael?" she queried. "Yes," I mumbled. "Well, we have known each other since time immemorial," she started. "Whoa, slow down," I said. "You are my love," she exclaimed. "Steady on. Say what you have just said, real slow now," I commanded. "We have known each other since the beginning of time." "And what is your name?" I asked. "I am called, the one who has always loved you." I started to laugh. "I don't know anyone by that name." "Yes you do." "Anyway, that sounds like a made up name to me," I said. "You know me by another name." "And what is that other name?" I inquired. "You know me as June, born in July," she answered. "June, June. The moon. I remember now." I sat up as goose pimples ran down my back. A shadow lifted from my mind. "Yes, I loved you once, but that was in another time." "I love you Michael," cried June. "The love has gone," I said as I heard her crying over her lost love on the line. 24258210
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