Thursday, March 1, 2012

My 1st story

TILL ETERNITY-Part-I

Joy was watching the sunset perhaps for the last time.

Yes, he was dying; and dying alone. Dying in the age of 35 is not normal. But Joy was not a normal name either. Like his name, he was fond of living lives in a single life. Despite of facing lot of adversities he not just smiled but laughed at problems.

I think even problems have a little human tendency. They also don’t want to be ridiculed. They just hid themselves when you laugh at them.

But why Joy was dying today? He was not afraid of dying, but being alone was eating him from inside. Friends, fans and media were like parts of his routine. But now, he was going to take poison because of a single mistake that made all of them leave him alone. like he tried to be a soulmate of drops of fog, which would leave him with the first ray of sunlight.

Today he could see the beautiful face of Zeenat whom he loved. He could hear the loud voices of his friends in the college canteen. He could remember the last words of Zeenat “Why don’t you Leave me?”. He could feel the thrill of being surrounded by media for the first time 11 years ago. Without all these things he would have died a long ago.

Like I said before, Joy was not a normal name. He used to be a novelist. When his first novel ‘Live or just exist’ was published, he became a celebrity. He taught people to live life. But now the whole scenario had been changed. There was nobody to tell him that ‘Please don’t go. I need you’

Well, at the age of 24 he had become a big name. He was at cloud no. 9. But he didn’t forget the pals who helped him in tough times. From whom he used to borrow 20-20 Rs. to never pay them back. Who saw him struggling and growing.

He started spending most of the time with his fans and one hell of a fine day, he saw a flashing face of Zeenat in the crowd of his fans. The reason of his hundreds of sleepless nights in college days. But could not tell her anything. Joy, who never stayed quite among his friends had started getting lost in his own world now. Often he used to watch her in the canteen from above of the shoulders of his friends.

Thanks to this round world, she was back today and suddenly all his dreams came alive today at once. Wish neither this day would have come, nor he would have committed biggest mistake of his life, nor he would have dying alone today.

But this is the beauty of life. Life screws you right when you think you have understood it well.