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Subtle Stories: Loss and Gain

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This story is about loss and gain. There comes a time in each of our lives when we feel that all is lost. Life seems dull and the world around looks like the reel we draw out of a camera.

Let me ask you this, how can you say that you have gained or lost something before you reach the end of your book? For people who love accounts, without all the entries in the book, the final statement cannot determine whether we have lost or gained something.

So, the story goes something like this…

College was over and everyone was busy saying their goodbyes. Aarman was sitting quietly at the stairs of the Student Plaza, the most happening place of the college.

Friends: Hey Aarman, What happened? Everyone is saying their goodbyes to each other and you are sulking here all alone. Come, let’s meet everyone perhaps for one last time.

Aarman: No, you guys carry on. I want to be alone for a while.

*Aarman didn’t really mean that but you know how it can be. Others couldn’t resist the temptation of being with their classmates for a final time but Faizal saw the pain in his best friend’s eyes.*

Faizal: What happened brother? What is stopping you?

Aarman: Dude, I lose people. Always. School, then friends from my neighbour and now College. It’s like a fixed pattern. I make friends only to lose them. Why?

Faizal: Aarman, do you regret the friends you met over the years?

Aarman: No, obviously not. Mad or what?

Faizal: Why?

Aarman: What do you mean, why? I have so many good memories with each of my friends. I love and treasure each of those memories.

Faizal: Exactly. Keep this point in your mind.

You see, you had to let some of your old friends go so that the new ones could come. While the letting go part sucks and you feel exactly what you are feeling right now but then again, you make new friends and memories when you welcome the new ones in your life.

Are you with me?

Aarman: Yeah, I guess so.

Faizal: Aarman, Life is a collection of moments and moments are made from heart. You see the down side of here but I want you to turn your head and imagine all the friends you have made over the past 20 years standing right in front of you. Can you do that?

*Aarman closes his eyes and pictures all his friends from today and yesterday standing in front of him.*

Faizal: Now imagine you favourite moments with them.

*While Aarman does that, Faizal sees a smile on his face and a drop of tear rolling down his cheeks. A happy tear, he could tell.*

Faizal: Brother, Life takes a lot and I know that. But it also gives back. You made many friends, good friends, even family. You shared an amazing time with them. You made numerous memories with them which no one can take from you but everything has to pass and so did your friendships.

Life is a Loss and Gain statement for the more your lose the more you gain. It’s up to you to decide if you want to cry about that fact that you will never get to see your old friends again or be excited about the memories which you will make with the new ones.

And yes, distance may reduce communication but when it comes to friendship, each and every true friend of yours is still there. Whenever you will see them, both of you will have a smile on your faces. Friendships don’t fade, people just get caught up in life. That’s all.

So if you look at it, you are at a Huge Profit with very minor losses. And even your losses have left a lot behind for you.

*On hearing this, Aarman breaks down in tears and hugs his best friend from college.*

Aarman: Lets go Faizal, I need to see my classmates one last time.

~The End~

खेल

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एक खेल खेला करते थे हम.
खेल के कुछ नियम हुआ करते थे.
जीत और हार से टटोलते थे मन
छोटी छोटी बातो पे झगड़ा करते थे.
काफी नोक झोक हुआ करती थी
लड़ाईया भी हुआ करती थी
पर पता है उन सबके बाद भी
खेल की गाडी नहीं रूकती थी.
सब कुछ भूल के अगले दिन फिरसे एक खेल खेला करते थे हम.

अब खेलने के दिन गए शायद
नियम के बंधन भी मिट गए शायद
रोज़ रोज़ मिलना भी काम हो गया शायद
पार छोटी छोटी बातो में झगडे आज भी होते है
और फिरसे वह दो दोस्त साथ में कभी नहीं खेलते है.
शायद समझदार बनते बनते समझ कम हो जाती है,
दोस्ती बिना किसी बात के कहानी बन के रह जाती है,
जो बात बचपन में पता थी आज नहीं समझ आती है,
सिर्फ खेल बदला है, पर हम तो आज भी वही साथी है.

Subtle Stories: Journey Uphill

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It’s decided then, said Sakshi, this saturday we all are going to Kheerganga. Naren, who desperately needed a break from the hoo ha of life, finally had his breaking point after a dreadful week at the office.

Naren was part of his company’s most expensive project. He was responsible for its smooth operation when it was under feasibility stage and also brought down the operating cost by a huge margin. Despite that he was overlooked for promotion.

Saturday came and Naren, Sakshi and Jashan boarded a bus to Kasol as decided. Jashan who is Naren’s best friend sat right next to him for he knew Naren was heartbroken.

“It happens Naren. This trip will help you in ways more than one.” said Jashan smilingly.

They keep going for such adventures as they love the feeling. Kheerganga trek has 3 paths to the top. Our heroes being the adventure junkies they are, took the most difficult one.

Naren is a silent trekker for he enjoys the peace of nature. As they were climbing he kept looking back at the mountain base as it kept getting tinier with every step. After a lot of slips and falls, they reached the top.

It was beautiful. On one side was a valley surrounded by mountains and on the other was a green plain field. Sunset was mesmerizing and sound of the water falling from a nearby fall echoed peace.

“That’s life.”, said Jashan. “When you take a step back and look things broadly, you realise that most of your miseries are benign. In the end when you reach at the top, all those failures and hardship goes away and only happiness echoes”.