“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and right
doing, there is a field. I'll meet you there."
I exactly remember that day. It was a sunny
morning of January. The weather was cold and the sun was beautifully
complementing the overall season with its much adored warmth. However all I needed
was a little more warmth that could hold me emotionally and can penetrate
within my soul to bring me out of the trauma that I had faced in last few
months.
My girlfriend of 5 years had ditched me a few
months back. I had absorbed myself completely in to alcohol and weeds. I was
devastated and completely off the grid. My family was clueless about what all
was happening and my friends have made all their best efforts to comfort me in
some sense but to futility.
I had lost all the faith and trust in anybody
and everybody. But there was someone who not for a day had left my side. He was
my best friend since childhood. He knew me better than anyone else and in all
these situations; his response by far was the most mature.
However he has to leave for his hometown a few
back ago and today he was supposed to come back. Also while he was back there,
our results for semester’s exams have come and I have failed in 3 out of five
subjects. I haven’t told anyone though I know all my friends knew my roll
number and they must have known the results. I was more in depression than ever
before.
My cell phone rang. I picked it up.
“Hi, how are you?” it was Rohit.
“Just fine and when did you return back from
home”, I asked
“Just an hour ago” quipped Rohit, he continued
“I was thinking if we can meet at the domino’s near your flat. I am carving for
the Pizza. See you there in half-an-hour. Ok!”
He said it all in one sentence to avoid any reluctance
from my side. I knew I had to agree.
“Ok, I will see you their then”
After exactly half an hour I came out of my
house and walked to the nearby Pizza outlet.
For initial few months I have completely
avoided these places as they constantly remind me of our dates and my time
spend with her. But gradually you come in terms with these things.
I walked in the store.
He was already sitting there with a smile. We
shared a warm hug and took our places in front of each other.
I was
preparing myself for some hard hitting lecture though he has never lectured me
ever before like everyone else did. But this time I guess it was too much and I
was all ready to be scolded.
He started the conversation and kept on
talking about various topics like his home stay, all the good times with
family, Maa k haath ka khaana and all that stuff. For a moment I thought he
doesn’t know about my exam results.
I was feeling a little free. He made some very
funny joke and I laughed out really loudly. This was probably first time in
several months that I could manage a laugh.
Then he said, “Avinaash, see it’s not that
tough to laugh. What exactly good do you think you are doing to yourself with
all those liquor and drugs. It is just into your mind. You do not need them but
you have them because you have seen guys doing such things in movies or have
heard such stories from friends of friends. It is not you. Why are you trying
so hard to be what you are not?”
I was staring at him blankly.
He kept talking, “ Listen, a girl leaving you
is no good reason to mourn. It’s just the society and the circle that you live
in which makes you think that you need to mourn and this was probably the love
of your life that you have lost. Let me tell you it was not any such thing. It
was just a normal relation that was meant to end and the best you can do is
forget it. So be it for now, forget, flush and move on!”
I was still absorbing when he stood up and
asked me to walk out with him and said, “Remember Avinash, hope
is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. Don’t
let your hopes die and you will one day achieve all you desire.”
He left me with all these words and I have
never felt any better in last whole week than this.
Sometimes, its just the words and company of
some loved one’s that can make all the difference in life.
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