I was just standing
by my window and embracing the breeze… Mind and heart flooded with thoughts
that had aroused confusions, risks and scary adventures. No sooner did I close
my eyes and went to the flashback memories that was damn crazy and amazing then
a big curve on my face vanished all worries in few seconds…
I opened my eyes and
felt good then…But still something was pinching my heart that remained
unattended in a sense that I don’t know wats the thing I am not clear
through…..
A sudden pat (not a
pat actually but a tight slap I would say) on my back from crazy creatures on
earth none other than “Devilers” (I mean Friends). Surprise visit… uninvited
phantoms... whatever you call them..Their hands are full of bags that contained
creepy packets of snacks + drinks (soft drinks) and that unexpected evening was
still awaiting…
Mom became monster
when actually she sees the real side of these devils who are accompanying her
daughter who is full of “Virtues” (you know mom’s goody goody daughter..lollzzz
;) ;) ) Sometimes its good if few things are veiled from parents.. c’mon don’t
give such creepy looks…Bachhe to Shaitaani karenge na… thodi bohot hi sahi and
I am also a kid for my parents too ne..;)
I pushed all of them
towards the terrace with water bottles and snack bags in their hands and guitar
on my shoulder. We all sat on top of the terrace and unpack the packets and
tune is on…
One of them started
asking me, “What do you want to talk about”? I was like: “What”?? Another one
says, we know you moron! Let’s talk about your storm that has disturbed your
mind..
I was flowing with
guitar tune and he shackled me ...”oye!!
Have you heard what we have just asked”? I said yes, you all are asking me to
stop the inharmonious tune; and I was smiling at them shamelessly…
Stop your tantrums
and open your mouth or else your guitar wont be…..- dhamkee yarroo…. L L
I said ok ok, you
guys are such a ……. (…. Ya that’s the word ;) ) With Snacks and drinks we all
had something or the other to talk about or to share like opening one of the
pages from your book of life.. Mouth filled with snacks , glass of drink in
hand and our endless talks. Conversation was endless till evening turns into
night and sky started twinkling with stars.
Its not just me who
were talking and others listening, every demon spoke up that was hidden in some
corner of heart and was unspoken or say not sure to be shared or not. A sigh of
relief we all felt as we had a good talk that faded each one’s heart.
Lets talk, lets
share, lets just speak up… it gives better feeling. Doesn’t matter with
whomsoever you talk, a friend, a mentor, a neighbor, anyone…. it may not be
necessary to take advice from anyone and that’s why we talk, nop.. not at all..
its only to pluck out that thorn from heart. Sometimes that storm is not a
matter at all and we are loading our head unnecessarily and screwing up the
things.
Its well said in Gujarati,
“man ni man ma na rakhay”. I too am a good listener J J no no not because I wish to
be a newspaper for your own thoughts but to console and say yes its ok , its ok,
it happens or let it get done. Life is all yours, so don’t keep any bars just
flow with it..
We altogether jumped
down. Hahhhahaha , don’t worry it wasn’t any suicide attempt; it was safe jump…
Friends keep talking,
keep sharing..Have a harmonious evening ahead!!
