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Remembering my only friend....!
#WritcoStoryPrompt4
The email he has received today is marked urgent. But it's from a friend who died two years ago.When I looked into the screen ,after a long years of checking emails,I was stunned...It was from my friend mini?How and why she wrote this email to me?It was really too late...to accept it.As I received only a few email yet,I was not at all interested in that...so any problems regarding that can't never found out and corrected.It was really a surprise...because we never contacted each other after our school days....!
She knew my house.....twice came there....from the school...while waiting for school bus...I still remember...when I was in class fifth...I met my friend mini...She stood near me and we became friends later....
In every afternoons at the time of lunch break.....all others when went for playing ,we sit in our concerned places and started telling stories one each from story books for children....the rest she wanted me to tell imaginative stories instantly...by which she is not at all skilled in...I really enjoyed it and hide a slight laughter inside my mind while she lay seriously listening to my imaginative instant stories as we were small children...
Mini was a different student in our class....She had a problem in her left leg caused because of poliomylites....The chappels she wore was a special type which was different from others....The shoes she wore was a special type which was different from others....After taking lunch in the after noons,she holding my right hand,walked through the staircase several times...Aiming an exercise for her leg,as per the advice of her doctor..!
So each and every afternoon for us was with exercise and telling stories....Sometimes we moved to telling the stories of some good movies also...
I didn't remember about any disagreement or quarrel between us for five years of our friendship...We discussed in our own way about each and every topic we knew...!
She showed me the photos of the well lighted city of Hongkong.Her father's sister was there at Hongkong with family...Really in those years the place which was most known to me was Hongkong next after ours.....I also collected the photographs of some places from my relatives who were working abroad and showed her...
Truely,one or two instant stories a day...step by step...led me or paved the way for my energy in entering a literary competition while studying in nineth and class ten.There were only a few students in our school who were engaged in writing....So only a few participants were there by which I was the winner several times...Later I gave three of my works to the handwritten magazine of students in our school...by which one was so catchy and caught the attention of most of the teachers of our school ,as there were only few involved in writing.I was happy when I had learned from someone that our school library still keeps that handwritten magazine ...!But after that I wrote only a few only for my satisfaction....!
A true writer does not consider his writing ,a task...He found himself involved in the world of words...where he is free to express his thoughts intensively ...and fearlessly...He can inspire others and even can change his society ...positively...!
Though we were good friends we try to co operate all other students in our class...most students and their parents were familiar to my parents so we shared a common friendship and understanding with all others...
After five years of our friendship there occured a shuffling and we're sent to different classes.Because of the reason regarding my second language,I can't request to teachers to move to her class...but as it was last year of leaving the school,she also didn't make an attempt..!
So we only saw each other in school assemblies... just smile and said two or three sentences...about important matters...Later I never saw her...never contact each other...but...
Two years back,there happened an accident in the national highway near the junction...a place where so many such accidents originated already....a car with whole members of a family inside....happened on around early half past three in the morning..When the driver slipped to sleep suddenly the car was strucked with a lorry...!!!
From the newspapers I understood that it was she and her family...So after four days ...we enquired and reached there .I gave her required blood as she had a rare blood group...because of the reason that she was in Intensive care unit we can't reach near her...lastly the blood when injected flowed through her nose,eyes and mouth...A scene which I never want to see....
As I never used to check emails..I didn't found this....But now accidently gone through it and astonished that she thought about me from the hospital in her last hours....! though we never contacted each other for years....!
I again looked through it...".urgent.."continued again...You really surprise....when you read this I know...I think of you as a writer...turn the pages of our autograph...most of the students in our class implied you about that...but we never heard you as a writer...Later...Why you not involved in writing?...I think about you sometimes.....is a fact....I am now engaged in some important proceedings....I am some years with my father's sister in Hongkong....involved in a job firstly ...but later wanted to do something for suffering.......I am engaged in artificial limb donation...I mean.... a prosthetic limb donation ...! and helping in the treatment of legs mostly...This is really my project of charity.!!!...I invite you to complete this project as you can...if you don't mind my father's sister will give you directions and necessary arrangements....!
I was ready to fulfil her last ambition....My eyes overflowed with tears...Is it because of grief....Is it because of happiness....?I don't know...a mixed expression of both....
Meeting a real friend according to me ,is not creating...but it is happening....It happens once .... twice in one's lifetime....sometimes never!!!
Life is really a short journey....The person who started it surely moved to an end....Where?...How?...When...? only is uncertain....How long do you live here is not a prime factor...But how you make it meaningful in your own way is important!!!!





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