Realization

What?

That is impossible. I don’t accept it. It is illogical.

How can I grow when time has stopped? I mean think, all the clocks in this world have stopped ticking & it is the same since I DON’T KNOW because time has stopped. Stopped DEAD! I am thinking and it implies that the second hand should do “its thing” of ticking faster than the other two hands. But it ain’t. And as it isn’t ticking, the other two are stagnant.

This is causing a fucking headache. Why is it happening? Is it just in my head? I am feeling dizzy. Short of breath. Oh! I think, I know the reason for all these things. I am dying and that’s why everything has stopped. Oh now I know, this is the time when I have to reminisce all of the good, the bad & the ugly moments of my life. No! Only the good. Who cares about the bad & the ugly? 

This is just a moment but it feels like it is made of years and decades & centuries from within. I am dying but with the good memories running as a slideshow in my head, I want to live. I have never wanted to stay more alive. Something’s kicking from inside asking me to stop all this & get out of this thing. I hate this feeling of being dead. Time being dead. When time stops dead, I am dead. We are all dead.

I have never experienced real death like this before but I have come very close to this feeling. You ask when?

It was when I failed in my Graduation final year. I realized that I have to study one more year and I was no way more knowledgeable than I was the year before. I wasted my whole year. From that day, I made a promise to myself that I won’t waste even a single day. There is so much to learn out there, only if we are open to see it and learn from it. And irrespective of whether we are alive or dead or forgotten, things will be moving because we will be wanting to learn. The day we stop to learn is the DOOMSDAY for us. We may take some time to realize it but let’s just hope that we realize it before it’s too late.

I woke up at the rising tone of my phone’s alarm and all sweaty. I was panting as if I just had been racing against Usain Bolt. Reality struck me, I was late for my final year exam of Graduation and was hoping against hope while traveling to college that WAS MY REALIZATION A BIT LATE?

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

P.S.: Don’t just sit back and relax. Go, learn but remember to visit again 😀 Happy weekend and today’s pick is Hotel california of Eagles 🙂

Now it’s my turn

She didn’t wake up at her usual time i.e. 7 AM. It was unlike of her to be late. I woke up & without disturbing her, went to the washroom to get fresh. After brushing my teeth, I was back again to our bedroom and I could see her cuddled up like a ball of wool. I snuggled up beside her and put my head on her flowing hair. She didn’t flinch. It was almost 8 and I was also getting late for work.

I hugged her from behind & whispered, ‘Babe? Hey, Aarushiii!’ She replied with a low & distant, ‘Hmm…’

I was concerned. I went to the other side of the bed and seeing her cute, innocent face, I knew the reason for her not being up yet. Her red nose said it all. She had this habit of catching a cold whenever she ate ice cream. And last night, she was on a roll.

We hosted a small gathering of our friends at our place for the successful completion of Aarushi’s graduation. Yes! She had to marry me because of some family problems & leave studies midway. The good news is she passed her graduation with ‘A’ grade. Now that’s something because she got better grades than me and I was so happy about it.

She was proud of her achievement & so was I. All our friends ate the chicken, puri, pulau & kheer made by her. She was more happy with the praises she received for her talent as a chef. I was smiling and so was my happy stomach.

After everybody left, we changed & were dreading for sleep because of tiredness. I had to work next day. I was on bed reading THE CATCHER IN THE RYE, she closed my eyes from behind and my face could feel a drop in the temperature. And then the smell of chocolate flavored ice cream made me smile again.

I hold her hand and took the bowl of ice cream from her. She came & sat on my lap, making me forget about the book. Aarushi was indeed a blessing to me. She could make me smile, anytime, anyplace. My romantic heart made me hold her waist & kiss her. She shied away. Her falling hair were covering her green eyes.

To make her feel normal, my naughty heart prompted me to tickle her. And I did. She jumped off on the bed as if she had seen a cockroach (she fears them like every other girl & I fear them too.) She was laughing at the top of her voice & swearing to stay away from me. But my mind had decided to forget decency that night.

She ran away from me but not for long. I got her in my arms and then fed her ice cream and had some of it from her lips too. And finally, the day ended in each other’s arms. Sleep, as usual, being the final destination of the day.

I was back to reality and got Vicks vapor rub & rubbed it on her nose. She was urging me to not do it but I insisted. She hugged me tight & slept. I texted my boss, ‘I am sick. Won’t go to work. Good day’ and now it was my time to make her smile just as she does to me, ALWAYS.

This post is a part of #LoveAndLaughter activity at BlogAdda in association with Caratlane.

P.S.: Today’s pick is I knew this would be Love by Kina Grannis & Imaginary Future 🙂