Stranger TURNED Friend

During the ride of the roller coaster of my life, I met this gentle lady who soon became the happiness of my life, whom I knew for long but just turned my friend……

 

One bright evening of 1982 when the sun was bright orange and setting into the sea at the horizon leaving a gleaming reflection or saying bye for the day, in one of the buildings of Mumbai, a girl child was born to a Christian father and a Gujarati mother. Being the youngest in the family, she was loved by everyone and she became the favorite in her family, all her demands were met and she started growing up in the same atmosphere.

 

In the 26^th year of her life, I happened to meet her on professional front. It wasn’t a meeting, rather we used to interact on phone for around 6-7 months as she was a journalist and I belong to PR industry, so we used to interact on regular basis but only on phone.

 

One fine afternoon, when I was trying to get in touch with her, she wasn’t reachable. Her colleagues told me that she’s not well and is not coming to office these days. As the gesture of courtesy, I tried her number quiet a few times and left messages for her but to no use. One fine evening, I happened to send her a message and in no time, there was a call from her. It was then, that I got to know about her whereabouts and well being. To cut a long story short, that was the first time when we spoke at length and like friends and not employees of our respective companies. The person who I assumed was like a coconut was talking and behaving softly with me. Her talks and feelings were as soft as the piece of cotton.

 

After that long conversation, we happened to meet many a times, we were experiencing a bond building between us, the bond of trust, the bond of fairness in relationship, the bond where I could hear her without her saying anything, the bond of friendship. During all those meetings, we I got to know her that she is tough which is generally mistaken as her attitude, she is kind but have been used as a person, she thinks for everyone but the people she counted on for her life, betrayed her.

 

Our every meeting used to be cheerful, being a boy on the outer crust; she never let me feel of what she has gone through. Rather, it has always been an event for me to laugh my heart out. After so long, I met someone who gave me the reason to smile and laugh. Without ever discussing about each other, I know she doesn’t like drinking, hates when someone tickles her, loves to hang around and loves to travel. She loves her family like anything. She likes black forest pastry; I have no idea if she likes Death by chocolate or not, needs an excuse to smoke, totally street smart, cant talk without abusing you. Loves to go for bowling, video games, basketball, car strike and what not.

 

One evening, while talking, she happened to lose her emotions, her voice fumbled on phone and tears trickled down her eyes. I was experiencing a fighter letting her weapons being taken away, a tigress being hunted by small animals. I wished to be there to hug her, to tell her that everything would be fine. She said that she always tried to please everyone which I feel is the biggest mistake she did in her life. I read somewhere that if you would go to please everyone; you’d end up pleasing no one.

 

I with one of my friend tried to bring back her smile so that she can move ahead and think of giving her life a fresh start. We tried to look for opportunities where we can bring some change in her life but sometimes we failed, sometimes we succeeded. She says that I’m her best friend and I’d say to her that let me be friend, don’t call me best. If some day, I failed to keep my promise, I don’t want her to feel hurt. I just want to limit my role to give some happiness to her so that she can see her own life from different viewpoint.

 

She knows very well how to stir happiness in someone’s life but I feel she has forgotten to do the same for herself. May god give her more than she desires because she deserves more than she desires for herself.

 

Would request each and everyone reading this post to wish and bless her so that she starts believing and trusting her own capabilities.

Where is my home???

From the air conditioned atmosphere of the Metro Train in Delhi to the full of sweat and public Local Train of Mumbai, the journey which started with more of a cheer one year ago now seems like a punishment. A punishment which keeps me away from my family, friends and all those relations which has helped me to grow up, to enhance myself, who have taught me, scolded me, made me learn the lessons of life.

 

After 1 year from the time I migrated to the no man’s land from my hometown, this is the first time I’m feeling that why I am going back to a place where I have nobody whom I can call mine, where all those relations I made in last one year seems to be hanging on a thread which can conk off anytime. First time, a thought flashed across my mind that I should get off the train and run back to my home where my mom is sitting with heavy heart counting days that when will I come back permanently. Every time I visit my home, she has the same question ready for me that when will you come back when you won’t have to go to Mumbai again and every time I say, ‘Soon ma’.

 

I was brought up in an atmosphere where everyone I know was there around me every time. My parents to support me, my relatives to bless me and wish me, my friends to hear me out when I wanted to shout. But I don’t have anyone near me. Of course, my friends and family are there but there’s no proximity with them, there’s a difference of 1500 kilometers. Everyone out here is related because they have some work or the other, no one is even bothered here if for an instance I’m of no use to them. I might be wrong once or twice but not every time. For an instance, a friend misses me when I’m out of town once and second time the same friend says that that was for the first time only. How could that be possible that you miss a friend on his first trip and second time you say that it was for that time only.

 

All these changes force me to ask myself that why I am going back to the same place where no one is waiting for me at home, where no one is bothered whether I had my food or not, whether I am well or not.

 

This place has given me lots of happiness, lot of success which is continuing but it has given me lot of relationships which sometimes are too good to cherish and sometimes they want me to forget them.

 

Why every time I see a new face of the same individual, why every time everyone has new emotion for me. I came here to earn money and I think I am losing my relationships in the race of earning money.

Friends??

Friends, friends everywhere but no one to bank upon. I had this guy in my class during my school days who always claimed to my friend, who always used to say that I’m always with you, you call me anytime, I’ll be there but when once I was in need, he was nowhere to be seen around.

Entered college, again met new set of friends who used to claim that they will never leave me or each other in any case. Whatever we do, first priority would be our friends, that’s what I got to hear from them every time. Left college and came to workplace and once when I needed my college friends, like earlier, they were nowhere to be found.

Entered workplace, again new set of friends, who claimed that whenever I’ll be in any need besides work, they will always be there. I thought now I have come to my workplace, and these people would not be immature as my friends were. But against my expectations and as usual, I was wrong. I never knew that I’m being spied on, I never knew that those people who called me their friend, would feel insecure because of my success rate, because I’m growing faster than they did.

In the meanwhile, I came across many friends who met, stayed and left. Some even don’t trust me but call me as their best friend. I don’t know how could they call somebody a friend whom they don’t have any trust.

But it was never that all people did same thing with me. I am still surrounded by few who are left from my school and college days, whom I can bank upon, whom I can trust blindly, who I know would deliver a cake and flowers on my parents’ birthday or anniversary, whom we call our chaddi buddies or 3.00 am friends.

But I still have a question in mind that why people come closer when they have to ditch you into the ground to the extent. Should I trust a new person who calls me his friend?

I think, I’d be stupid if I trust the person now in any case… What do you say???

Wait, for a short phase or for Lifetime???

Wait, always used for a short span of time. We have heard many people saying, "Hey, can you please wait for a while" or "Wait for a minute, please" but when a person who is close to you says it, is it for a moment or for a lifetime. When a close friend or someone you love says, “Wait for me", for how long they want us to wait for them. For how long should we wait for them? Many philosophers and thinkers would say that when a close friend or a loved one would ask you to wait, you should do till the time they come back to you, people madly in love would say that they can wait for lifetime but is it so? Do such relationships exist which could command lifetime wait from a person. People tend to make relationships out of sheer selfishness, to get their work done and leave as if you never existed for them, they might not recognize you after some point of time. Is there any one left on whom one can depend blindly, after talking to them one could feel lighthearted, are we left with 3 am relations anymore?

Once walking down the life street, I saw a stranger who looked familiar with friendly smile on the face. But it took no time for that person to remove that smile from the face and as mentioned earlier, that person only looked familiar.

One spends his entire life in waiting for the person who had once asked to wait and after some odd years when the person returns, asks strangely that why were you waiting? Who asked you to wait that long? Is it worthy to wait in relationships which u make and god don't?

People say that life comes a full circle but it would be correct to say that people come full circle. They take the complete round and come back to you just to make you realize that you did wrong by waiting for them. Are they saying themselves that they are not that worthy for whom one should wait or are they saying that you are fool who spent his life in waiting for them while they were roaming around and having fun.

Every individual has this question in mind but is afraid to ask because everybody knows the answer but they lack guts to face their own question which in turn give more pains...

Why is it so?

Why is it so? Aisa Kyun hota hai ki jisko hum chahte hain, jisko paane ke liye kuchh bhi karne ko raazi ho jaate, jiske saath ek pal bitaana ko tarste hain, jiske saath har lamha ek suhana ehsaas ho jaata hai, jiske lie saari zindagi intezaar karna manzoor hone lagta hai, woh ek din aa ke kehta hai ki shayad hamara saath yahin tak tha, aisa kyun hota hai? Why is it so?



Aisa kyun hota hai ki hum jis ko paane ki zid pakad lete hain woh kabhi hamare saath hamesha nahin rehta, kyun humko aise mod pe chhod ke chale jaate hain jahan humein unki sabse zyaada zaroorat hoti hai aur kyun hum unki sab wafayein bhula kar unhe ek pal mein bewafa keh dete hain? Kyun hum unki saari acchhaiyan ek taraf kar ke unki woh buraaiyan count karni shuru kar dete hain jo un mein kabhi thi hi nahin. Kyun hum apne kadam bhatakne ka dosh unhe dete hain, aisa kyun hota hai? Why is it so?



Aisa kyun hota hai jise hum apna banana chahte hain woh kisi aur ka saath chahte hain, kyun hum unke sabse acchhe dost hote hue bhi unke humsafar nahin ban sakte, kyun woh hamesha sachhai jaan ne ke baad ki hum unhe dost se kuchh zyaada maante hain, kyun woh humse dooriyan bana lete hain? Kyun ek acchha dost ek acchha humsafar nahin ban sakta, kyun yeh hamesha ehsaas dilaya jaata hai ki hum hamesha dost hain aur dost rahein toh hi acchha rahega, kyun hum dosti ko pyaar ka naam dene se darte hain, kyun hum dosti ko ek aise rishtey ka naam nahin de sakte jise duniya mein sabse oopar aur pavitra maana gaya hai, aisa kyun hota hai? Why is it so?



Kya pyaar do logon ko kareeb laata hai ya un mein darar paida karta hai, kyun pyaar logon ko khushiyan dene ki jagah un mein dooriyan badha deta hai, kya aaj pyaar sirf apna matlab poora karne ka ek zariya ban ke reh gaya hai, kya pyaar par se logon ka vishwas uth gaya hai, kya aaj log matlab ke liye rishtey banate hain, aisa kyun hota hai? Why is it so?

Would request you to kindly comment and reply to my questions....

Is this Love?

In this ever running blind race, I was running to achieve what I wanted out of my life. I wanted to win the race and was not running to build my health, like a morning jog. People were giving me tough competition on every route I took, they had hurdles set for me on every path. But somehow I knew my way, that only law of attraction was helping me although I never noticed it.

While running, I saw a beautiful face and it seemed that it was cheering for me saying, "Amit, you have to win this race, for me, for everyone you love" making me more determined to reach my destination. As I was crossing various check points, I saw that face was fading out but I kept running with perseverence and consistency believing that I would see that face again at the end point. Believing my inner voice I kept running for almost 9 years, just to see that face again. Then at one check point, I saw that face again and I thought I realized what I wanted to an extent but suddenly shocked to see that she was cheering for my competitor. I was shunned by this but that face gave me power and strength to run, I could not say anything to her and understood that this was not my destination and thanked her to give me zeal to run faster and faster.

I am still running to achieve my goals and with a hope that there might be someone who will cheer for me. It's not that I wanted someone to cheer for me, it was just despite hurdles in the way, the route and journey was more pleasure and smooth....

Who Am I?

From the political capital of the Indian sub-continent, I came to economic capital of the country for the sake of better job prospects, higher living of standard and all that a man desires out of his life.

It was fine sunny morning when I got down from Mumbai Rajdhani at Mumbai Central. My friend came to pick me up. As we were walking down the platform, I heard somebody sayin "Lo aa gaya phir koi hamare shehar mein apna ghar banane" (See, somebody else has come to make our city his home). I was bit astonished at his remark as I knew something like this would happen but it would happen so early, I never expected. I felt like that I've gone to London and this remark was made by some brit. This city gave me cold welcome but I was clear that I have to make my living in this city.

After 2 months, When I went to Delhi, my hometown, where I was born and brought up, the city which has seen my family's 6 - 7 generations, I heard people calling me, "Bhai tu toh mumbai wala ho gaya" (Brother, you are a mumbaikar now). It came as a shock to me because I never thought of it.

I am not clear now where do i belong to. Few people decided my native place in flash of a second. I am still not aware why are we creating boundaries among ourselves? Britishers and some our best, thoughtful leaders did it in past and we are still paying for it, then why are we not learning from it? Why a person is known by his native land and not his work, contribution to the society?

I think I'll spend my whole life but won't get answer to this. Would request somebody to reply if he/she knows the answer.