Thanks Friend!

He was in a very bad mood. Things were not going as he premeditated and the final blow, which he received today at work, appeared to shatter him completely! There was a surge of convivial in the air as everybody got what they craved for. Everybody, except him!! The upshot of this episode held the key for his future and now that the outcome was untoward, the future looked gloomy, if not dark. He was getting frustrated as a lot of people around came and expressed their deepest regret regarding the misfortune that occurred. Those pity looks, those affected condolences, those forced sympathies…it was all making him furious. With a scorn, he congratulated everybody on their accomplishments.

He dragged himself heavily towards the outer gate. His frustration made him spitfire. He was no longer returning the greetings and hollow sympathy of the friends. He yelled at Abbey for not coming on time (actually he was red over seeing him rejoicing his triumph). He slowly approached the small water fountain and sat alongside it. All time long, he asked God – “Why me?” he knew he was not taking it sportingly rather being unreasonable with his allies but he couldn’t help it.

Sitting next to the gargoyle, he looked at the gushing stream of water flowing from the gargoyle’s mouth aimlessly. At that moment, she came and sat next to him. He looked at her once and then continued gazing at the fountain. He didn’t want anybody around him at that moment. He wanted to be all alone! Sitting on the fountain stairs with the legs stretched out and hands folded, she was sitting just inches apart. With so much of a tumult going in his mind, the outside was complete silence. She didn’t utter a word. No expression of sympathies, no pity looks and no feeling sorry…all she did was remaining quiet. Often he looked at her and she responded plain-facedly He held his head down; the problem of work was empowering his emotions. A small droplet of tear rolled down his cheeks. He turned his face trying to avoid her seeing this. But as he held up, she gently put forward her handkerchief to him. He felt a little embarrassing but nonetheless accepted it. He muttered a very low voiced “thanks” to her. She, on the other hand, still kept silent and responded with a blissful smile. This was followed by another round of quietude.

He began to realize how important and good friend she is! Sometimes the speechlessness of the ambience indeed tells us so much about its underlying elements. This mute conversation conveyed so much to him. He felt that someone really feels and care about him and his fateful condition. Sometimes the absence of words signifies the depth of feelings which the rhetorics cannot! He felt so obliged by getting a wonderful solace from a great friend. He looked up to her deep, black eyes and felt instantly how much she cared for him. At that moment, she took his hands and held it in her’s. He felt a flow of warmth and gratitude running inside him. She appeared so pious and divine!! After almost one and a half hours of wordless conversation, he finally stood up and held out his hand for her. Both of them climbed the fountain stairs together. He couldn’t believe how light and relived he felt. All that pressure of work and failure seemed lost and the even the last light of the dusk filled him with hope and strength. He turned to her and said “Thanks friend!”

A Suicidal Note ......

Before reading this, I would like to pronounce the disclaimer that the character depicted here is purely fictional and the ideas reflected here doesn't belong to anyone in particular. This is a product of a idle mind with some free time. So read on.......

I am going to die. Yes, I have taken this decision in my complete conscious. I don’t blame anyone for my death neither do I regret my resolution. I apologize to all those people whose feelings have been impaired by me, knowingly and unknowingly. I know that you people will call this move as a’ cowards’ move but I can’t help it.

Why am I committing this heinous crime? I know that once I’m gone, people will jump to all sorts of conclusion regarding the reason behind this!! My sad demise will be a topic of lengthy conversations and conspiracy theories for weeks and ultimately it will die-off somewhere in a stack of old newspapers. Apart for my closed ones, everyone will eventually forget me in days to come. Life moves on!!

But before I go, I have to make certain things very clear. I am not dying because I’m a loser in love! Like everyone, I also have been hit by cupid’s arrow once. Yes I admit that I was madly in love with a beautiful lady. Though she didn’t considered me worthy enough to return back my love, she never measured me more than a friend and our bond subsequently diluted a lot after I spoke my heart out to her, she literally parted off her ways from me after that which came as a huge shock to me and I was cut-down-to-pieces. I don’t think this is reason worth dying. Ending of a nexus between us didn’t connote ending up my life!!

I’m not ending up my life because of any pressure or debacle at my professional life. I am no different than others here. I too, have constantly been facing that killing work load, stressful ambience with performance and peer pressure! Like everybody else, I have also been a constant target of this cut-throat (here called as ‘competitive’) pull downs where everyone wants to get to the pinnacle by toppling others!! My soul is hard enough to bear this blow and I have learned to live with it.

Neither am I committing suicide because of the malevolence that’s being prevalent in the society. Threats like corruption, illicit trafficking, hiking crime-rates and the latest clan member on the block – terrorism are hollowing the society. With these evils at almost every face of life, with sinister hiding at every possible nook waiting for opportunity to cut their-pound-of-flesh, I have developed a resistance and a will to keep on rolling unperturbedly. This is not a cause fair enough to give up!!

Money!! No, this hardly qualifies a rationale to die!! After all no one is contented with the amount of cash they make!! Long ago I used to whine about the injustices that were done to me by my employer but now I have succumbed to the circumstances and have learned to live with compromises.

Then why am I willing to die? I want to die because this so called ‘growing up’ in me has changed me. I, no longer, am the person who I used to be earlier. With compromises at every stride of life, I’m actually going nowhere!! I don’t know weather this change is for good or for bad but I’m tired of all these ‘adjustments’ I have to make. So I choose to walk on this final path of my life. I know this death will not cause any revolution in the coming generations but at least, finally, a part of me is going to rest in peace!! I hope!!

- Someone Unknown and Ordinary