Hi, we are meeting after a long time. Had stopped writing, can’t say stopped thinking becoz that is one thing I can’t stop even if I want to…psychological problem :)
It started the previous weekend while I was having my bath; told you na, my brain doesn’t rest.
We come across such a lot of people during our journey of life, we interact with them, we love them, we hate them, and then we move ahead and they move ahead to love and hate other people. but some of them never go, neither from our minds nor our heart.
This takes me to another thought...the biology of human body says that all are actions are governed through the neurological system situated in our brain and that all our organs work in sync with our mind ( read brain), but there is one organ which doesn’t work in sync with our brain..any guesses????? correct, our heart..
As I said certain people never go out of our heads and heart..i sometimes feel like calling a lot of people, my heart says, call them, talk to them, get nostalgic, talk about those great times you spent together, but then the “villain” ( read brain) intervenes and says “chhod na yaar”..and you decide not to..the villain tries and reminds you of all the bad memories you had with him, those stupid fights over trivial matters ( sometimes no matter at all J) and you hear yourself saying the same thing..”chhod na yaar”
I know of a lot of people who wouldn’t agree of the previous para and would differ. so am I different than the lot..am I a “LONER” or am I “ALONE”? So are these two words really different and if they are what do they mean in themselves??
A loner is a person who chooses to stay “alone”. he shuns himself, from the ones he loves and also from the ones who love him. From the former, because he is afraid, that they might hurt him and the latter because he fears that he might hurt them. He runs from happiness and sadness the same distance becoz he cannot differentiate between them. both the emotions wear masks interchangeably for him and he suffers the entire life. he doesn’t share his joys and nor his sorrows because he is ashamed of both of them..
Alternatively, a person who is alone chooses to do so by his own or by nature’s force. He doesn’t shun his loved ones but stays aloof for some time to get his thoughts together, to collect his memories, good and bad, analyse them, ponder upon them, and take a meaning / lesson out of them. Sometimes it is even just to relax, what we today say, as unwinding.
The other part of staying alone is the one that happens forcefully….by death. A lot of Indians are experiencing this feeling after what happened in the last few days at various places in the heartthrob of India “Aamchi Mumbai”. a lot has already been written and said and a lot of analysis has already been done over it. They came by boats, they were young ,and they wore metro sexual clothes (a Hindi news channel was reiterating these words again and again), they came by sea, they were trained, they had AK 46,47 and may be AK56 or 57 and so on…but it hardly matters..
What matters is that they devastated the lives of common man, they intruded our lives and did it so bad that they are going to leave behind memories which will stay with us for our life time.
The families of our martyrs and those civilians who lost their lives in this fierce battle are going to miss someone very dear, the one whom they saw each morning when they woke up and each night when they went to sleep. There is going to be one less pillow on the bed, one less plate on the dining table; two less eyes to celebrate and two eyes less to cry in good and bad times in the family. A wife lost her partner, her soul, on whom she relied emotionally, a son/daughter lost his father who would take her for a ride each evening. all of these people lost “moments” that would become “memories” when they grew up. They all became “ALONE”.
