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THE WIND OF CHANGE…



The sun rose brighter that morning. As I woke up, I realized there was a chilly wind blowing in spite of the bright warm sun shining at its full strength. I picked up my coat and started my daily journey to the local park.
My body was used to a morning walk irrespective of the weather. Actually more than the morning walk, I was used to the company I got in the form of my best friend. Each morning we would rise early and accompany each other. Our each single day, started with each other’s company. And we both felt really lucky to have the one, who would be by our side, no matter what the situation is.
Our bond started casually, I don’t even remember when. Actually we are friends from childhood, and with each passing day, we came closer and closer. It seemed we were not used to being apart even for a day. The conversations would last much longer than planned, and whenever we met, time seemed to be our greatest enemy. Daily duties never permitted us to spend longer hours with each other, but we found a new way by spending the early hours of each morning, together. This continued for year’s altogether, irrespective of our growing age, increasing responsibilities, and engagements with our own lives. This was possible only because, neither she nor I were seen with suspicion by our families. Even after our marriage, we resumed this practice after a few years.
Years passed, and today I stood in the park, waiting for her to come on this cold morning. She is late, maybe she did not wake up on time. I am still waiting for her. It is nearly 9 am. She is not responding to her cell phone. She did not informed me yesterday that she would not come. I walked out of the park. I thought about going to her home. As I crossed her home, I saw a big padlock at the front door. Talking to the neighbors I found out that no one was aware of her whereabouts. I called her many times that day. But still no response….
Even today, after one long year, I still go to the park to wait for my best friend each morning, but I never got to know what happened to her. Even today I come here, in a hope to find her once again as my best friend. Her phone surely rings, flashing my name on the screen, but I do not know, why she do not pick up my call. I do not even know, what I did, and why she left, leaving many questions unanswered.
I still wait today, for I cannot give up on her, because she was my best friend, and she will forever be.  The wind still blows… but this wind do not have the power to shake my body, like the wind of change, in my life, which has shaken my soul….
Many would think, I love her, or that I am addicted to her. My family and soul mate would think, I am not dedicated and committed towards her, because these days all I am worried about, is my best friend. This is not because, I lack dedication towards my family or my wife. This is also not because I liked my best friend and wanted some benefits. Some relations are beyond carnal desires, and some relations are beyond explanation. In the modern society, such relations are often questioned, but what I feel, if there is purity in the heart, nothing matters. It might be a possibility that during course of such a relationship, oone or both start to feel that they are in love, but love, has many dimensions, it should not be confused with the dirt that has seeped in the minds of the modern society. A person can be the best friend of a female, and love his wife at the same time……

When such a person moves out of life, without giving a reason that is the most painful moment in one’s life. it is better to close a book before putting it on the shelf, or outside your room. If you feel like going out of someone’s life, it is better to tell the person, rather than moving out, without informing.
This shakes the other person to the core, and all he is left with is, assumption about what would be the reason. In such a case, he/she cannot concentrate on anything, and just keeps thinking about a single thing, which increases the threat of damaging his normal life. If you really care for a person, never leave him unattended. Whenever, he tries to contact, at least give him/her a response. It is your choice, what response you want to give, positive or negative….
It is better to close account than to leave it unattended. Similarly if you want to bring an end to a relation, be clear in your mind, and express it clearly to the other one. It might hurt him/her for that moment, but then gradually would accept it as his/her fate. At least he/she would not live in a false hope of reviving a lost relationship..

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