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Incomplete Love Story

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a letter half written, a forgotten melody;
certain things are better incomplete
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Thursday, June 27, 2013

Miracles do happen in Life...

Do you believe in miracles? Have you ever experienced something out of the box? Something which made you believe in the presence of some higher authority around you? That supreme power, which is sitting there and controlling us, even I never use to give it a thought. But then few days ago I happen to experience a series of events which actually changed my perspective towards it.

I am not an atheist nor am I a theist. My conscience always lies between faith and science. But there are certain mysterious things in this world which changes the course of someone’s lives. And when you are the one who’s witnessing it from a distance then nothing could be better than that.

Over past centuries and centuries, people tried hard to solve those riddles about life. But then not everything can be known to mankind. And when we are on the saturation level of discovery we start believing in something. Something very unpredictable, some name it as GOD, some gives scientific theory and some doesn’t believe in them at all. And this belief often leads us to something really good or maybe something really bad. That obviously depends on the choices that we make in your life.

I have known a guy since the beginning of my college, very unpredictable guy I tell you. We are done with our third year of college and placements are coming up which would decide the fate of many people. So this guy had a CGPA of 5.34 till previous semester with two back logs. In order to become eligible for placements one need to have minimum of 6.0 CGPA with no backlogs. So he had to do something out of the box this semester and come out with flying colors. Whole semester this guy had his own fun, most of the time he was stoned and didn’t care to attend the classes. His friends lost hope on him and they thought he won’t be able to make the cut. Being an observer I kept on doing my work from a distance and the good thing I liked about him was he never showed anyone about his problems. Always kept a smiling face, his family had a lot of expectations from him and he was not sure whether he will be able to fulfill them or not. He never told his parents about his situation. Every day he kept on motivating himself, that yes he can do it. In the back of his head there was always a question popping out every now and then. 

“What if I’m not eligible for placements? What will I do then? What will I tell to my family?”

And he never dared to answer them. He just kept a straight face and told himself that he’s a great finisher and he will make the cut this time, because he don’t have any other choice.

The whole semester passed by in a blink, he managed to cope up with the subjects and write his exams well enough to get good grades but his one paper in which he had backlog wasn’t satisfactory. He was scared that this might ruin the party. Then all his hopes would go in vain and he will lose his once chance which may be the deciding factor of his future.

He needed 7 GPA in the current semester and clears his backlogs. The vacation got over soon than we would have thought and seventh semester kicked off with great enthusiasm. There was something which made him out of the crowd and that was his self-belief. He believed that he has given his best shot and now everything lies in the hand of that supreme power.

Then one fine evening, when our results were announced he came running towards me and hugged me tightly. He said,

“I scored 7 pointers in this semester, cleared all my back logs. My CGPA just crossed 6.0 and I’m eligible for placements.”

If anyone else would have said that then I would have just gave him a nod. But the intensity in his voice was so much that I hugged him back. There was a hidden pain in his voice which he never showed to anyone and when he did what he believed that he would do, his happiness knew no bounds then. I never saw this guy so happy in past 3 years of my college life.

He continued,

“I can’t explain you how I am feeling now. I have never felt so light ever in my life so far. I am feeling as if someone has just removed the piles of stones from my head. And just wait and watch I will bag a job and shut their mouths completely who said that I will never make the cut.”

“All the best man.” I said

I wished him good luck and walked away. I needed sometime alone to think about his experience. Wow! I reflected. Now that was something, miracle really? I mean do I have to believe in that now. Not that I doubt his caliber, he has more potential and he can score more easily. But the series of events that happened so far leaves me with no other choice than to believe in the fact that sometimes in life, miracles do happen.

All we have to do is, keep believing in ourselves and give our best shot as if it is our last. Keep on pumping the positivity inside you and it will reflect around you. There were many people who scored 9 pointers, 9.8 pointers but I only looked at this guy. People who top the university have a habit of doing that only. They have never faced failure in life, and they don’t have the courage to withstand the storm that may hit them in coming future. And needless to say if they were in his position they will never have made the cut.


“One who believes in himself can make the world go round.”  


Friday, June 14, 2013

The day is not too far

It was 11:00pm at night; she was tired more than usual and felt sick. She decided to take a nap. As she lay down on her bed, closed her eyes she felt pukish. She got up quickly rushed to the washroom and puked her lungs out in the sink. It was the start of her third month of pregnancy and the whole pukish thing has become so common for her now that she didn’t become restless at all. She washed her face and came back to her room, sat on her bed and opened her diary where she has jotted down few names for her child. She always wanted to have a baby girl but then her mind drifted to all those incidents which happened last year in our country gave her chill down her spine and sweat beads on her forehead.

Lately the condition of female fraternity had been really bad in our country. In broad day light such in human rape cases have come into the picture and the culprits are escaping freely given the fact that we have a very diplomatic society and a corrupted system. Her blood pressure shot up for a while and that made her more paranoid with every passing second. She closed her diary, put it aside, switched off the light pulled up her quilt and drifted into a deep slumber.
And she saw a dream…

5 years later…

She was residing in Delhi with her husband and her 5 year cute daughter Vidya. Vidya was the prettiest girl in her family with green contrasting eyes, doll like face and her exquisite features made her look adorable. Vidya was a jovial girl who loved to play around all the time. Watching her play like that her mother felt more satisfied. She saw her own shadow in Vidya and that gave her immense happiness. One day Vidya came back from her school and she was crying. When she saw her mother she hugged her tightly and cried her heart out. Her mother could feel that Vidya was shivering. In fact she was terrified.

“What happened honey?”

But she kept on crying. Vidya was taken back into her room and her mother tried to make her sleep. Once she was sleep, her mother got up and enquired in Vidya’s school about her sudden outburst. No one had a clue what she was talking about. After a while when she came back to Vidya’s room, she was shocked to see blood coming out from Vidya’s thigh. She quickly took a towel and pulled her frock up and then the sky fell over her head and land escaped from beneath. The blood was dripping down from Vidya’s vagina. Vidya’s mother felt weak on her knees and fell down, tears made their way out of her eyes piercing her heart. She yelled, she cried and she screamed that made Vidya awake. And then Vidya narrated what happened while she was coming back from her school.

Her school got over at 3:00pm and she boarded her school bus. The school bus dropped her off at her usual bus stop where a stranger who must be 40 years of age offered Vidya some chocolates. Being a 5 year old kid she jumped out with joy. The stranger then told her that he will drop her home in his car and then the thought of going home by a car made her more excited and her happiness then knew no bounds. They got into the car and after a while the stranger stopped the car in a deserted area, tied Vidya with the seat belt and raped her brutally. Vidya who was not even aware what rape meant couldn’t react and her pain was suppressed into cry. Once she was dropped near her house she ran upstairs and hugged her mother.
And she woke up with a jerk, checked her watch which said 4:00am. She gulped down a glass of water and being terrified by the dream she waited for the sun to come out. She took bath and left for the hospital at around 11:00am. After reaching the hospital she immediately rushed to her doctor and said,
“I want to abort this child. I don’t want to give birth to my child who will be abused, molested and raped in our society later on in her life.”

The condition of our country is same and if nothing is done now to stop such inhuman acts then that day is not too far when people won’t be ready to give birth to a girl only because they are scared that their daughter will face the same things in life what Damini, Nirbhaya and other victims faced. Have our conscience died within us? Who will fight for these victims? Our diplomatic society? Or the corrupted government? If we want to see a change around us, it’s us who will have to take the charge of bringing a change in our society, in our system. This is a waking call for all of us, if not now then probably never.