Part 1: A feel that never ends!

Central Railway Station, Chennai.

00.02. A.M.September 06.

‘Friend, so far I was with you. Whenever you were so happy and whenever you were sad, I was trying to come out of your eyes. But you never allowed me to go out. So far I was with you,as a part of you!But today, the pain, which you are undergoing, and the feelings, which are in your heart, is altering me. I know, once again you are trying to stop me and trying your level best to not to allow me to go out. But you also know very well that you are helpless. I can understand but I am extremely sorry...I am sorry...I am moving. Moving out! Coming out of your eyes and flowing down and moving out.If my departure give you a little pleasure means then I will be the happiest one in this world!’

The tears shed by his eyes rolled down and fell on the laminated photo, which he was holding in his hands. That too exactly on the face portion of that photo and completed the feelings, which were very near to his feelings.

‘If I were anything else in this world, I want to be your tears so that I can conceive in your heart, born on your eyes, live on your cheeks and die on your lips!’

He just takes his kerchief out and slowly wipes the tears that had fallen on the photo. The people at the railway station were waiting to catch the train to reach their destination but he is waiting to catch the train to go away by his destination!

What to do? He has to. He has many responsibilities on his shoulders. The last few hours have just passed like a dream and left an unavoidable ache in his heart. Those were the moments for which he was waiting since many years.

He does not want to leave the city but he has to go. After all that is what life is all about realising the fact.

Sometimes you must lose what you love the most!

“Life’s is having a cup of tea. You sit by the window lift the cup and take a careless sip, only to realize somebody forgot to put the sugar. Too lazy to go for it. You somehow struggle through that sugarless cup. Till you discover undissolved sugar crystals sitting at the bottom. That’s life!How true it is!”, He felt.

He just looks at the photo once again and takes a deep breath. He has only three chambers in his heart. One is for his mom. Other one is for his dad and the third one for the God. Do you think the photo, which he’s holding is of his parents? If you think so then you are wrong. He does not have any place in his heart for those two people who are there in that photo. Because they are his heart beats! They are an apple of his eyes!He just looks all around and thinks, ‘I am going away by this atmosphere within few hours. But can I go away by my heart’s atmosphere?’

No. That's not so easy.

He is having the third look at the photo and then closes his eyes. Because the most beautiful things in life cannot be seen but felt by the heart! The feelings, which were in his heart, start to come up one by one.

'What peaceful hours I enjoyed!

How sweet their memory still!

But they left an aching void!

The world can never fill!

Someone misses you so much, it's not your family or your friend, is not your closest pal or even your best friend.It's just a simple ordinary me who misses the extraordinary you people!

Suddenly when a soft hand touches his left hand, he just turns and sees a kid, which is trying to see what he’s carrying in his hand. The parents of that kid are busy in talking with each other at their seat. Might be that kid’s age is around 6 years.

‘Akshu(Akshita-daughter) might be sleeping now in Shyla’s arms. Pappu(Dhruv-son) may be secure in her hug as well. I don’t know when I am going to see them again in this uncertain life!’

After trying hard, at last the kid is able to see the photo, which he is holding in his hands. Then then kid starts to think for a while. Meanwhile the parents of the kid hear the announcement and realises the fact that the train for which they are waiting has arrived. In emergency they take their entire luggage and rush towards the train holding the hands of the kid.

The kid is trying to say something to that newly found ‘uncle friend’! He just looks at the kid and waves his hands. At last suddenly a flash in that kid's mind .The kid realises whose that person in that photo. Before turning the face the kid utters three words, which gets mixed with the disturbing sound of the surroundings.

But he is able to understand those three words by the lip movement of that kid. Those three words pull him to the wonderful flashback.

Those three words were, ‘Hey, It’s Vikram!’

And the person who was sitting there was none other me!