The Lost Friend...
Friend...! We all have them in our lives. A part of our life they are; they become! They are the one with whom we share a bond of mutual affection. They complete us. They fill our life with beautiful colors! I pray that no one should ever be deprived of this wonderful blessing.....
We have lot many friends and sometimes the list becomes small. Sometimes we tend to be selective.
One such was mine. I was merely in the primary school and the memories are still fresh. Even after these long years, unknowingly I miss him. It was just a usual day like always when his parents dropped him to our classroom. Teacher offered a smile and waved to his parents, held his hands and made him sit beside me. It didn’t take time for me to realize (even at that small age of mine) that he was not a normal child like all of us but was a special one. He was not fortunate with the normal abilities like us. Our class teacher introduced him to me and instructed me to look after him with the study material. We became friends. Oh...what a god like smile he had!! He used to roam in the class; we could notice his ignored pain in his disability. Unresponsive he was to normal things. He had problems remembering things. But it was a wonder for me that he could only remember my name. Surprising it was for me! Blessed I was to have a new friend. I introduced him to other friends of mine. He never favoured leaving my company. I used to help him with my study material, my food.... Tough it was for him to prepare for the exams. I was unsure and confused about his belongingness to our school. Our school definitely wasn’t for him! The memories are still fresh and live in my eyes even today after decades. I could see tears in his eyes during his discomfort. I used to pray somewhere deep within my heart about this. My help towards him in that age was only till a limit. The inner me used to cry within seeing this.
One day I came to know that he left our school. Sad I felt on this news. Don’t know where he went. Don’t know where and how he is today. I was overwhelmed by his response especially towards me and even today I am. I miss him even today. I learned a lot from him. He taught me to be strong irrespective of the comfort zone. Somewhere somehow he taught me to live joyously irrespective of the circumstances. Who was he? Where did he come from? And why only for that particular time? Fortunate I feel about me and his presence. Wherever he is, I pray for his well being... I wish to meet him at least once! Hope so...one day I will..... Grateful to the almighty for how and whatever I am today and for whatever I have....!

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