Thursday, February 28, 2013

THE BEGINNING THAT HATES END ....

         It was a lovely evening, just after some exercise in the gym, I walked by the street exhausted. I was all alone and  amidst honking cars and noisy crowd,  it didn't make me feel better. It rather aggravated my loneliness. I reached a subway, a quieter place to walk by. It was a  cooler place, with less people around. My right hand subconsciously went inside the pocket of my jeans that I wore that day. It helped me walk better but  in a lazy and timid  style though.  I wasn't done with it. My fingers reached to the mobile and  took it out from the pocket. Then as expected,   I looked into my mobile and scrolled down the contact lists. I hope many people do the same. I did and  saw  her name and number, the latest that I have added.        

        What should I do? Should I dial her? I became nervy and my heart began racing. I felt light as if like a floating feather. The train of thoughts travelled in me. My self confidence has been low as ever. I was shaky and started feeling warm. The fear of not knowing,  how she would respond,  haunted me. Thank God,  it didn't last long.  A wave of confidence washed away my fear. A relief,  I have never experienced anything better before. It  was an extraordinary moment for an ordinary person. I was determined to feel such moments forever and never to lose. 
      That was the time, I pressed the green button of my three year old mobile. I could hear it ringing, a music to my heart. Would she pick it? I wasn't sure.  Few rings went by but still she didn't pick the phone. 'Should I press the red button or keep ringing?' it battled. The latter won and what a victory because she did pick with a welcoming 'HI'. Her voice like a gentle breeze , was tremendously soothing. What a moment! She talked  as if we have been friends for many years. A friendly and comfortable approach that I couldn't have imagined with any other. It became easy for me to introduce in length. It lasted for half an hour and for me,  it became the nicest moment ever to begin with. 
     But I don't know how she felt it that time. It is the question that I have to ask her.  If she ever  felt the same as I did, it would be an  exquisite beginning with a gift of karmic connection, the beginning with no end.
   

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