Sunday 18 January 2015

When The Thunder Stroke


The clock struck 11 am, the class seemed more crowded than the usual days, Seema had flunk in the history test shouted the merit list on the door.
She was surprised and upset, unable to digest the very thought of it.
As she finally managed to gather some strength and walk through with those legs turned into jelly-like sticks, she noticed Mahima amidst the scrunchy crowd.
Mahima caught her eye and ran towards her.
Hugging each other they decided to sit back in the corridor which seemed peaceful at that moment in time.
Gazing each other, not even a second passed and tears started rolling by their eyes.
Amused by Mahima’s reaction, she asked “Why are you crying over my failed attempt?” to which she replied “Jay left me alone, all alone. How could he? Does he even realise what he means to me? “
Helplessly sitting beside her on which situation to concentrate on, Seema invited her for a sleepover at her house.
The bell rung in the evening and it was the much awaited guest at the door.
Seema’s mom was very supportive and encouraged her to study harder the next time rather than making an issue out of it. She had rather prepared her favorite delicacies and welcomed Mahima wholeheartedly.
The two of them went for a long stroll as well.
 Lying on the bed at night after a huge failure in the daytime.
As angst, sorrow, pain and agony filled their head ,all they wanted to do was die.
Their efforts to achieve their goal had terribly failed.
They felt hurt as if they were lacerated by a knife.
Asking the almighty “You gave us life but no zest.
Give us something to hold on to and prove the world wrong or else just kill us.
We don’t want to live, no more!”
A lightning thundered with such celestial light that could only have been the holy.
He asked “Who afflicted this pain?
Tonight whatever you ask for would be yours.”
Overjoyed and ecstatic, they replied “To be successful and to achieve all the goals set for ourselves.
With a benign sigh and high hopes from them being shattered, God replied “Why do you want your life to be superficial, keep doing your work with all your heart in it, true efforts never go in vain.”
They were still lying on the bed but happy and ecstatic, they finally found the purpose of their life.