There was once a very small boy...Alone in this world...Not that he had no one of his own...but yet he was alone....How you might ask...well may be the world he lived in had nothing else to offer than loneliness...From childhood to his youth he grew up in his own created biota... A world where he existed and existed his believes...He was not a person one would love to talk to ...he was not those friendly types...Alone in school, he used to ponder...while his friends played at the ground...he did his work yet somewhere everyone felt he was strange.... The boy started growing...up.... In the thin line between youth and childhood the boy suddenly started to feel he was different... It was a realisation that was so intrinsic that it was intercepted by none....A tremendous sense achievement creep ed in the boy...a sense of false pride..a sense of superiority ..over his loneliness.... How strange one would way...but that's the way the story goes.... At 16 he realised that life was all about himself..all about what he did...all about a personal goal..where no one else was to be noticed... So he did.....parents , friends...were all fellow beings to him.....as he realised no emotion ...no feelings.... It was when he got into a college he saw a even larger world...and the more awed he became at his lone existence...continuously feeling the sense of greatness...in being a loner..... He helped no one..he took help from no one..he loved no one....he cared for no one...to him...it was just him and the world on the other side......a competition so abstract that we are unable to comprehend it... In the mean time..there was a very pretty girl...in the college...to be colloquial....she was those types that you could stare all day long ....ethereal beauty ..with a sense of sheer simplicity..made her a heart throb of many in the campus....But this boy never bothered.... Now this girl had received attention throughout her life.....but her simplicity never allowed her to take it for granted....but somewhere she was as much confused about this boy as all others.... The boy looked good....was academically excellent......and being the son of a famous author..in spite of his strangeness drew quite a great deal of popularity..though he was totally unaware of it..for in his world..the world popularity was misuse... No one knows why this pretty girl...fell in love with this boy...she did her all to make him respond...but the boy never knew what was love...he did not understand...slowly the smiles changed to frowns..the bright face seemed so dull.....but the girl could not forget this boy....all she seeked was a Friend in return but all she got a big "void".... The story goes on....as the college got over..and the UN reciprocated love separated....unaware of each others existence...time passed by..the girl got married...but no one knew where the boy went...... ... It was bright morning....The curtains were drawn..... "You have delivered a baby boy !"said the nurse.... And the woman looked up
...high on sedative she could hear a faint mumble..of something like a " baby"...she faintly squeaked..."a baby"..."how is it"..."where"..and she fell asleep again..... Weak and fragile..the nurse brought her child to her..a tiny one..very fair..with large eyes...and the mother kissed his forehead..... Alone in this world..the woman had no one but her child...Her husband never lived to be father....but now rested in peace....but something suddenly seemed awry to the woman... The beautiful girl..now was no more that pretty...with dark shadowy eyes...weary hands...somewhere life had left its marks on her...the pain , the bitterness of existence...all had changed her in a strange way..the simplicity was no longer so slender..her grace was overcome with wisdom..the joy with satisfaction.... She did quite well in her own career..so affluence was not the lacuna..but the loneliness...and the emptiness...made her brilliant eyes shimmer...her heart shudder.... But the baby seemed...to be a gift...a consolation prize for all that she endured....but suddenly she remembered that boy....she had given her heart to long long ago...... The baby had a strange resemblance with him...somewhere it seemed..it was more of him than the baby that she was clutching tightly on her breast....her most treasured possession suddenly seemed so strangely similar......to that lonely boy.... The Boy who lived....in the cold winters of Canada....woke up...did he see something at the window...or was it a dream...still single and alone he was doing a research on Spintronics....but he seemed so sure ...of his sight...a very beautiful girl..waving from the window...in a ethnic kuta...just like that class mate.... It was drastic change from there on...He suddenly seemed to miss his parents a lot...suddenly seemed to think and introspect on what he had wasted his last 30 years on....Somewhere the answer a "Void" again.... He shuddered...he picked up the phone and called his parents.....after 6 months..(they had called last time).." How are you Ma, how is Babi!.... A faint question..".is that you after so long...why did ya not call...we thought you regarded us dead..." "Sorry!""may be i do not even deserve to say that" but I am coming back to India...am gonna stay with you all.... All he could hear was sob from the other side... He knew this was not of sorrow but of joy.... The little child...has grown up now....The boy now works here..he has socialised...learnt the meaning of love..and the Girl..well she has got what she always wanted...a well settled son..who loves his momma..a lot... In the end..life gives back..all that you wanted..but the existence in the transition is difficult..be what you are...smile...and make others smile too.....
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