A very famous dialogue of movie ANAND
hits my mind whenever I think of this incident.
Babu Mushoy, zindagi aur maut upar
waale ke haath hai ... usse na toh aap badal sakte hai na main ... hum sab to
rangmanch ki kathputliyan hai jinki dor upar waale ki ungliyon mein bandhi hai.kab
kiski dor kategi koi nahi jaanta.
Shakespeare say’s world’s a stage and
we are merely players .people have their entrances and exits. This eye opener
incident have taken place some day’s back changing many lives and many people.
Which includes me as well. Things were running very well and we all were very
happy .happiness was at its peak until the uncertain thing happened. Actually
that’s how life goes on .it screws you down when you thing everything is
alright.life is indeed unpredictable and it’s true that it would take sudden
unexpected turn
This happened on a very fine day.
When I was back from school with a full day of fun and enjoyment. I was about
to take my afternoon meal when my phone ranged .it was vibhor calling me.He is
a man of true sense and reality .he lives on his terms and conditions that
makes him to trust in seconds when you meet him. He said “vishal, reach ankit’s
house with maximum people with you, he may have been troubled”. I was terrified
hearing this because ankit’s a real charm, a packaged bomb of happiness who
explodes with laughter inspite of having the biggest pain in his heart which
makes him exceptionally the strongest
among us emotionally. It’s easy to laugh when everything is alright but very
difficult to laugh and make others do so when nothing is by our side and he
has that quality which is a remarkable feature of him and it makes him exceptional.
For a moment I checked of possibilities taking place with him, I thought he may
have slipped because it was raining for many days but keeping this facts aside
I rushed to his house with my brother because I couldn’t find anyone to
accompany with me.For me my brother is the person who I would like to accompany
with me in hell because with him I would enjoy that as well. I reached his
house and heard the mourning voices of lost hope and endless pain in form of
tears and cry. I reached ankit’s room and found him along with his brother and
mother with his dad lying in the silence of death. Death is very certain and
quick I knew this but never saw it .it was happening in front of me .I was just
shocked and numb. Tears rolled my eyes and I moved out of room and called
vibhor and others because I was feeling very weak to handle it alone. When a calamity
strikes you it turns down your normal senses so that emotions are held in check.
Perhaps that’s what happened with me .vibhor came 5 minutes later, he too was the same way I felt
.we began calling others .we did not know whom to call what to do. We called
all our friends and all were there in a short duration. All present there were
numb and none had anything to say or speak .Ankit’s dad was suffering for
cancer and I call cancer –the emperor of all melodies .it takes you in its
melody and you get lost no soon you hear it’s melodies.it traps you with its
peace and you get lost with its endless suffering of melodies. The suffering
his dad had was endless. With death at least there is an end. Here the
suffering was survival and this fight of survival was a war everyday .this is
easy to say being on the other side but from ankit’s point .they had faith in
god and they hoped that everything going to be alright.he tells me of once
incident when his dad moved his palm and her mother was overjoyed and was
certain that everything will be fine. That’s how we humans are we live on hope.
For us hope is a big thing. Hope is very strange and powerful thing, it can
turn miracles but for at that moment .hope was murdered. I could see his mother
saying and enchanting the names of god’s she believed in to bring back her
beloved husband and father of her kids. The sound of a grown up person crying
is the loneliest and saddest sounds I have ever heard. She was enchanting the
names god which made me think of a Russian proverb which says “bogu molis’ a
dobra uma derzhis” that is pray to god but hold into your good mind. His
relatives were residents in other cities hence we did the proceedings with
other people.in a moment of acid test, ankit’s elder brother anup bhaiya’s strength
marked a strong influence on me .that’s how things go on. People must curb
their sorrow and continue with their efforts and roles to play however unhappy
they may be. Ankit’s decision of calling us shows the trust he had in friendship
of ours. Sometimes decisions that are taken in the nick of moment are the ones
that have the power to affect a whole train of events that follows. He needed
an anchor, a strong anchor whom he can trust blindly, someone who will lead him
and be there for him and never let him down .for him the anchor was us, his friend’s
.that day friendship meant a different meaning to me .it’s not only enjoying happiness,
it’s too about sharing grief and being part in both equally. When pain is at its
peak, silent faces make noise and this ends the era of silence and hope for the
new beginning arises.
The world is indeed a better place
when there is love, friendship, acceptance and hope .powered by these you can
indeed overcome anything including destiny and fate. I hope, our friendship
lives forever and everyday it comes up with differing meaning to make it worth
calling a relationship of two bodies with one soul.
