The Strange Phone Call – #5

I locked myself in my house for about a week and I had still no plans of getting out. I told mom that I m busy in project so that she won’t investigate any further. 

Cell phone rang. It’s Twisha.

“Is your solitude over yet? See you at the college today?! ” 

She asked this to me every morning since a week. 

“Umm yeah, I’m  coming today…! ” 

“Finally” she sighed.

At the college everything was normal. No bad guys, no phone calls and nothing to fear. Twisha was there waiting for me. 

“Hope you’ve now gotten out of the solitude you’ve been in since a week. It’s over Mahek! Don’t think too much now.”

“Yeah, I am completely fine now. Don’t worry. ” I lied. 

“So all well ?” She doubted.

“I’m hungry , can we get to canteen? ” I dragged her to canteen, to save myself from further interogation . 

Not much people were there.There was silence over all, except some groups here and there. A lazy afternoon it seemed to be. 

” Ummm.. so you’ve got any calls recently?” She tried to ask. I nodded ” Nope” and  was back to sipping my tea. Nothing could be much better than a tea to refresh you. With a sip of tea, I was lost in my own world again. Thinking of him, his eyes, his arms. Why was I thinking of him. What’s so important about him. 

Just then someone arrived in the canteen. Twisha looked shocked seeing the person. She almost spilled her tea. I looked over my shoulder. 

“What?! Darn how is he here!?” Twisha yelled.

He was coming straight towards us. He stood before , looking straight into my eyes. I was frightened. I grabbed Twisha.

” Go away! Why are you stalking us. It’s over ! we just came to help, But it seems you don’t want it. So let us be in peace. And yeah you also mind your own business. It was just cz of your.. ”

He held me by my hand. ” I need you to come with me! ” He wasn’t looking away. 

“Is that a threat again?! There are people here. You can not get away with your threatening here.” 

He stood there . His expressions were different. The rage, the fury, the anger was all hidden behind those eyes which seemed still and silent like an ocean but had capacity to destroy like a whirlpool.

He hesitated for a moment. He fumbled for words I guess. His eyes were saying he was sorry for the behaviour he did before but he was hiding it. 

” I just want to talk.” 
“We came to talk that day. What were you doing then?” I told him asking for unknown answers. Why was I even conversing with him after what he said and did. 

“I am stupid right? Believing in your eyes. Now I am smarter you see! Believing what you are showing.Get lost! I am not going anywhere with you!”

I was hurt and making it obvious to him, he looked puzzled. I freed my hand from his grip and started walking away. 

I was wrong to come to college today, I murmured. Just as I was stepping out, he came after me there. 

“Mahek!” He shouted .

I stood still for a moment. The sound of my name sounded different from his mouth. Something happened to me. Scared! I moved away from from him. But he grabbed and pushed me to a wall by the side. He was angry.

“Look! I don’t care what you think of me. I surely don’t give a damn. I just came to warn you. Be careful. You are not safe.”

He was so near. His eyes , an intensity I had never seen. My heart just seemed to have stopped. I could barely keep myself from getting lost in him again. The surrounding seemed to vaguely disappear. I bite my lip , to control the anxiety I was having. The tension in his body changed. He was staring at my lips. 

“Oh common , I am not safe?  Tell me about that! Don’t even try. Good bye!”

Pushing him hard, I went away from there.  I locked up myself inside my room again.

What’s happening? Who is he? Why am I so thinking about him?  Why did he say I wasn’t safe? I was sitting on my bed with a blanket over me. Moonlight was peeping in through the windows. I held my blanket tight to my chest. What am I feeling ? Please turn it off! I don’t want to turn this feeling on again.

Just then something thudded behind the windows. I was alarmed. 

What is that?! .. 

..to be continued

Life and Death

There I am! Finally…! Getting some peaceful hours today! Life sometimes has its own plans for you and you can’t help but be occupied. Today there is this lazy morning I m getting after a long time.. and so as usual I couldn’t help but write. 
Birthday…The day we are born in to this world.. the day when we first open our eyes and look at the world .. our fate is decided that day. The day a life begins.. it’s journey towards the end begins… Anything that has a life is sure to die. A life is born, it survives the atmosphere… It adapts.. it thrives.. it succeeds … It fails… It ages… And finally the destination.. it ends! 

Why is death so feared then? Why we fear to die? Why we fear someone’s death? We all know in back of our mind that it is going to end someday! 
It is the fear of unknown. It’s like thinking that we are being wise without actually being wise. No one knows what death is like. Those who know are not here to describe.  It could be the best thing happening, instead of the biggest evil that we consider it to be.

We only fear loss of life.. loss of what we have and loss of unfulfilled desires and wishes. We fear what we are going to do if the person is lost forever. We fear the absence of life instead of the presence of death. The boundaries which divides life and death are shadowy and vague, we don’t know where what ends and what begins.. We fear death more than pain. In fact , death is the ultimate medicine of all the pains.

 There won’t be any human that wouldn’t be afraid of death. Any living being is afraid of death. The fear is same as a kid fearing going in to the dark. He has heard tales that evil resides in the dark. He is fearing the unknown in the dark. But as soon as he reaches understanding age it vanishes.So is with us, we fear death when we are young. We fear the loss, we fear the unknown. But as soon as we reach nearer the age, we begin to understand that your life was just a part ,a teeny weeny part in this whole universe. You were just playing your part. Noone else could take your place. You would have affected many lives, you would have ended some hopes, rejuvenated some…But, Death was destined. 

So it’s just matter of time that you understand it. Till than this fear can be redirected in to enjoying your life. Unfulfilled desires, wishes, checklists, etc don’t keep them waiting. Never do that! Get your ass moving! Death is not tragic, but what we let die inside of us while alive is tragic. Fulfill your wishes in this one life, affect the hearts of people in this one life time. So that when you do die, you don’t have to get reincarnated again to fullfil them. 🤣😉😆

A day well spent gives a happy sleep, 

A life well spent gives a happy death