A stranger in the lift... My best Friend...

As I returned from a hectic day at office, my mind was racing to the lack of socialization in our lives. I thought people have become so busy in their regular schedule that it is very hard for anybody to extract some time for some other human. As to the social networking sites, I believe their purpose was to bring people from across the globe closer to each other, not to make us lazy. My thoughts took me back to my childhood when we used to get out of house more often to play with friends. Silly fights and petty comments on each other used to be the most we could muster.

Slowly, MY GLOBAL GYAAN led to introspection and it dawned on to me that I am pretty bad myself in making friends. I started evaluating my friends in my mind to find who is my best friend after all ...... I waited for the lift while lost in my own world and then the lift door opened.

As I entered the lift engrossed in my thoughts, I didn't realize a second person standing behind me. I quickly looked up at him. His face looked so familiar but I couldn't make out when or where have I met this guy?? He politely smiled and nodded at me and I returned the smile as well. We started talking to each other. He started asking questions about me and to my surprise I started replying as well! Now, those who don’t know me, I am an introvert and don’t take part in a conversation with a stranger readily. But this guy was different. He was ever so polite and understanding that I felt like talking to him. The more I replied, the more he asked me about myself. We discussed about my childhood, my family, my friends.. He listened very patiently, nodding where required.. occasionally smiling with me and even got sad with me. I felt so connected to this guy but I DIDN'T EVEN ASK HIS NAME. By the time I reached my floor, he had listened to my entire story with appropriate enthusiasm and I felt so happy and satisfied. 

As my side of the door opened, his side of door opened as well and he turned and moved out as I did the same. Immediately after taking few steps, I realized my mistake and ran back towards the lift. I had found my best friend and I had to ask his name. He could be the one who can truly understand me. I know it doesn't sound very intelligible but I was in no condition to process it in my mind. That “Stranger in the Lift” had got my attention and I wanted him as my friend.

I rushed in and reopened the lift just to realize something.. The lift had mirror in its back wall!! I stepped two steps behind me in disbelief. 

Slowly it sank into me. That’s why he looked so familiar!! I was thinking something while entering the lift. I saw my own reflection in the mirror. I didn't even speak a word but he was able to understand everything. I narrated my entire story in some seconds and he understood. I realized that my best friend is myself. I smiled at my own stupidity and walked towards my flat…….

Now when I narrate this story to the world, I wanna request each one of you to connect to yourself. It hardly takes a few seconds from your busy day, but you may find your best buddy somewhere. The person who can relate to you.. who will believe you always.. who is always there for you.. And he will be no “Stranger in the mirror”………..

Till the next time ,

Aks-yourreflection. 

LOVE- THE PERFECT SENSE

The disease had spread like an epidemic throughout the world. People were losing their senses one after the other. First, they lost their sense of smell, but they managed to live. They lost their taste and hearing, but still they managed to live…. What next???

His throat was dry coz of running too fast…. Her heart was throbbing coz she couldn’t see him anywhere…

He was searching for her in her apartment. All the furniture was trashed. The lamp beside the bed was thrown away. Last night when he was there with her, he watched her in its light while she was sleeping. The knife was tainted with blood. He was worried. He tried to shout but he recalled she can’t listen anymore. His shirt was wet with sweat. His knuckles were white due to cold.

Meanwhile, in the restaurant around the corner, she stormed into the kitchen where he worked. It was a complete mess. Nobody was there. She could see the food and the utensils lying on the floor…over the kitchen stall…everywhere. She wanted to see him. She knew about the disease and what is going to happen next.  She wanted to hug him…kiss him…tell him how much she loved him…that she cannot live without him anymore… All the hatred inside her had melted. And a more powerful passion took over in its place. That’s her love for him. She thought he must be in his workplace but he was not there. Tears fell down her cheek.

She dashed towards her car to go to his home in the other side of the city. Just then, he saw her from the window in her apartment and shouted. He waived his hands trying to get her attention but she did not notice. The only thing in her mind was to see him once more. She did not care about anything else. He ran downstairs so as to catch her before she can leave. He ran as if his life depended on it. Alas! It did.

By the time he reached there, she was gone. He tried to run and catch the car but could not find it anywhere. His legs were weak but he can’t let her go. It was probably the last time he will see her. But she was gone. His knee wobbled and he fell down. He cried his heart out. He lost all hope.

Just then her car came back to where he was. Before everything was lost…before she left to find him elsewhere….she saw him in the mirror and she returned immediately. She got out of the car and ran towards him. He got up and ran towards her. They ran with tears flowing down and smiling faces…They ran with their heart skipping beats….Their vision got blurred but they dint stop. It was time that they will lose it to the disease too. They slowed down. But before they could reach, their vision was lost. They couldn’t see each other anymore. Still they moved forward, they felt each other’s hand and embraced tightly.

He could feel her breath on his neck and her heart beating against his….It doesn’t matter if he couldn’t see her anymore.

His hands touched her face, he kissed on her brow…eyes…nose… It doesn’t matter if she cannot see him anymore.

They were embraced as one. If anyone was still out who can see, they would appear like just normal couple, madly in love, holding each other. And they kissed.

Now, they have lost their vision……

Life goes on. As long as you are there by my side nothing else matters. As long as I can feel you I don’t care about anything else in life. You are my world….my everything. As long as you are there in my heart, nothing else matters.

Aks- “Your reflection”