Chapter 4: Cautious Clown

Feeding everyone with love is not very tough but sometimes it becomes when you don’t feel like talking to anyone. It follows up with many questions that often bounces over and makes you realise that yeah! You did it the wrong way. 

तेरे सीने सा धड़क रहा हूँ,

आँखों का पानी बन उतर रहा हूँ,

आज फिर वो बड़ी सी मुस्कान छोटी हो गई,

लगता है मुझसे फिर कोई गलती हो गई।

Problems are just a temporary barriers to solutions, as soon as you pick them up you confront the solution. So, we were engrossed in our train journey which will take us to the final point of Amyra’s dreams. As love is a human which grows only when taken good care. Sometimes it shades, sometimes it yell but always it guides your way which is the most required stream to flow with. The train of Amyra and Rakshit’s love life has just began and they encountered a fight, which took a serious turn in Rakshit’s life. The stored love is the most dangerous thing living in this world but yeah he shaped it in a good manner. It wasn’t a fight but a misunderstanding that drove them to their distinct points. The morning after their fight was terrible for Rakshit as he didn’t received Good Morning message from his most beloved Amyra. It feels like breaking a glass in your pocket deliberately. The pain it gives but is because of your nonsensical action. I always see that girls never commit any mistake but it is their conditions from which they suffer, steers them to commit it. As a single good morning message can make someone’s morning from good to amazing. The essence of love still drive in Rakshit’s nerves, and he believe that something is not stable with her. He frequently asked her about her problems but she denied every time saying that she is fine, everything is okay and false claims like that. The conditions from Rakshit’s side were getting screwed up. He was suffering constant heat attacks and mild headache as well. But as well said that love is blind and the same happened with Rakshit. He slept with his eyes open, seeing Amyra’s smiling photo which he clicked when they went for a walk together. The complete reel was revolving in his mind about how they became friends and their first meet and their starting days. All was going perfect but his mind was floating in the river of stress. Every message tone reminded him of Amyra’s message but as he turns his phone on, the message does not belong to her. He was so positive of Amyra’s conduct on this that, he even tried calling her but she didn’t picked it up. It wasn’t like she was anticipating a barrage of irate over him but she was stressed with her family’s problems. We as boys can never understand the feeling of a mother better than girls. They always wear others problems and name them as theirs, but let me remind those ferocious bloods that they do have their own life to spend. Amyra’s condition was the same, she handled her family as well as her friendship bond with Rakshit. It took them to an another world, the world of trust where such small issues were hanging with noose. It was all likely till we prefer to do anything wrong but as it goes on, we commit mistakes which can be easily resolved after a mutual talk. Relations and their ships often carry a huge load of misunderstandings which tend to rupture it. Certain holes of misunderstandings in the ship of relations, brings in the ocean of anger, prudence, hatred, jealousy and such unpleasant feelings which ruin the efforts put in by them, to make it anti-problematic. Rakshit at his end, tried every single street to reach Amyra’s mind and figure out her complexed junctions. As the day went ahead, he was stagnant and didn’t made any move. He waited and put himself on hold but no reply from her side came. Sometimes when things don’t go our way, we often tend to blame others but never understand that something might have gone wrong from their end as well. If we don’t understand what the other person is feeling like and we keep on making demands, and if they deny, we split ways. This might not be a perfect relationship according to me. As Rakshit was a half matured man and want them to be together for life, he handled everything precisely and gently. 

It was 18 hours 29 minutes, a tone rang but there was no one to pick it up. Rakshit was in a deep sleep, sleep which comes after a stressful exam day, sleep which comes after losing something. He was lost in himself, making an attempt to find his lost parts. The stroke was about to come but soon he wakes up and glances at the phone. He see a big white screen named as Amyra’s message, it was a cheering moment for his soul but as said when bad follows, everything feels the bad way. Same happened with Rakshit, it was his bad day and so his life. Her message was a deleted one but yeah she wanted to tell him something. Often when we tend to think of others as a resource for our happy times, we step forward in degrading ourselves. Thinking can be dangerous if not done with compass, as it drills some facts which can never be hanged off from the wall of emotions. Her feelings are still blooming and thriving in her heart, and she never want them to mature. The message rings and  another station comes, lets hold and wait for the next part. Till that, guide the story your way. You may reach your Amyra’s heart.

वादियों सा नाम है,

बे आकार सा आराम है,

उस रोज़ देखा था तुम्हें बहुत गोर से,

उसी दिन में तो मेरा सारा जहान है।