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Hanging rock
The light from the forest fire dimly lit the top of the hill as the flames were slowly spreading downwards.. The pole star twinkled along, forming the only source of direction on a moonless night.. With each passing minute, our hopes of making it safely out of the woods was crumbling down.. We braced ourselves for whatever that was coming ahead and kept marching down the thorny dark forest cover.. The rucksack was weighing too heavy on the shoulders as they were in that position for more than 8 hours in a row.. We repeatedly kept squalling the head-count to ensure everyone of us were still in the group, lest some wild animal pull one of us out and we continue trekking unnoticed.. The 3 torch lights, although didn’t suffice, were leading us along.. Soon, we encountered a small bridge – two wooden planks tied loosely across a deep crevice – which had to be very carefully traversed, only one at a time.. Few of us had crossed to the other side and we were waiting for the rest of the group to cross the bridge, as we watched one of the guys from the group, trying to balance himself on the bridge against the shaky planks and the cold wind.. All of a sudden, we heard some ruffle of dried leaves just right next to us, which was followed by a series of noises of the twigs breaking and dried leaves being crushed down under heavy footsteps.. Our torch lights were flashed across frantically in the direction of the noise but the darkness of the dense woods held an upper hand.. We all stood standstill in shock and horror with the torch lights held against the growing noise.. The crunching noise was headed right in our direction and it was fast approaching.. And then... )   

An infrangible friendship...

  • Nov. 21st, 2008 at 5:16 AM
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The party was over officially.. His friends, the other invitees had already left the party.. He took his place in one corner of the backseat of the car.. He felt he was too exhausted.. He couldn't make out if that was physical or emotional.. And as the car accelerated forward, he ruminated backwards - to the days which had ensued in this party which was just over.. 
 
This day he had got up early in the morning and had hardly stopped since then.. Contriving a surprise visit to her house on her birthday with her dear and near ones, ringing up people to make sure of their presence in the party, placing order for the cake, searching and selecting the right souvenir for her - it was all an energy-sapping drive, but, the eagerness to give her a pleasant surprise kept him going.. 
 
The party had been palmy.. Everybody had enjoyed themselves.. Some had gossiped, some had laughed to glory, some had met their long lost dear ones, some were busy taking snaps and videos while others were too busy munching chips and sipping cold-drinks.. He remembered how much he loved all that - the parties, the munchings, the banters.. But, today was different.. While his body was wearing a cloak of happiness just to keep her happy on a special day to her, his soul was bearing the brunt of a departing close friend who had multiplied her roles as a guide, sister, motivator and source of inspiration in his life.. He was glad that all his efforts had brought a smile on her face.. She seemed to be very happy and enjoying the company she had got.. 
 
He had spent 5 years of his life with her.. From strangers to friends, the journey had been quite difficult, but they had salvaged their relationship amidst all those difficulties.. It didn't take a lot of time for him to understand that she now had become an inseparable part of his life.. It was nice to see the person who had touched his life knowingly or unknowingly, who had given him memories good or bad, who had given him company in his journey from a teenager to an adult, who had contributed in making what he was - this day was taking a step towards her dream of doing Masters in US.. He just loved it all even though he very much knew what was he going to miss as a result of that.. 
 
For a moment he thought even she might be feeling the same pain of missing her dear ones.. But then, he knew, she would be able to take that in the right spirit and can move on.. He pondered over the reality of life.. It is so strange how life changes, how people in our lives change, how circumstances change, he thought.. He closed his eyes and remembered the song, "Zindagi ke safar mein guzar jaathe hain jo maqaam, wo phir nahin aathe".. He could now understand what it meant.. He knew it was time for her to say goodbye to one world and hello to another.. He knew she might forget some of her friends but she can never forget how they made her feel.. She would meet new people, make new friends but still he hoped that she wouldn't forget those old buddies who had shaped her life.. She was good at remembering details and he hoped that they all will always remain in some corner of her heart.. 
 
He cognized that geographical distance could never set their relation apart.. The watch he had gifted her was a promise that he would be there with her, every hour, every minute - in every moment of her joy to share it and in every moment of difficulty to cheer her up.. He opened his eyes wanting to absorb it all, every moment of that ride.. He realized it was only a physical distance and their relation would be emotionally as strong as ever and that she would always remain a part of his life.. He gained strength and wished her luck as she sped away after dropping him, his eyes filled and his heart thumping, "I'll be right here.. waiting for you".. 
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Out of all those earlier blogs, this blog has always been very close to my heart.. Just because of the fact that this was a small dedication to one of those few people who have made a made a difference in my life, I have brought this post back to life.. At times it could be really difficult to maintain, but still friendship is indeed infrangible..

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The Dawn...

  • Nov. 17th, 2008 at 11:43 PM
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It’s a new beginning to my blog-life on this auspicious day – The 17th of November. Life’s never been so eventful which compelled me to give my writing passions a new dimension. Starting from this blog, I’ll be putting forth my views, thoughts, opinions, imagination, a bit of self-experience coupled with the life-stories of my near and dear ones. At the dusk, the sunlight might die out – only to come back strongly yet another day. Here I’m back to this bloggers paradise!


Love and Grace,
Sri.