Everything is just another thing. What you do, what you want to achieve and what is standing all around you is just another form of illusion. Not for all but for many of you, and you might not be aware of it.
We keep moving here and there for a lot of works and purposes which ourselves are not clear of. We have broken thoughts, unending unsatisfaction from job and relationship and tons of regrets. We keep ourselves forcing toward next moment which turn into minutes further become hours, days and years. We don't have any memory of what we did last week, sometimes an hour before appears to be a year before. I hope you are not in such condition but Suraj is in.
He is Suraj, yes the sun as per the meaning says but without shine and light in him. I encountered him last week on the street, all alone and lonely lost in his thoughts. Same as me when our shoulders hit each other. Word "sorry, sorry" broke the silence and the thump sound of the strike followed by "it's ok" which came on our lips at the same time.
I moved my self further away on the street until I heard the sound "hey" and my foot took a pause. I turned around to see him but lack of light didn't allow me. We walked toward each other and sat on the brick arranged at the tea shop. At the night around 2AM, I went to sit with a total stranger on this lonely street. We shake our hands and went into silence. The barking of dogs was the only sound we could hear until he broke the silence with "what's up?"
"Fine, How about you?"
"Really?"
I didn't want to say anything, I nodded my head and moved my eyes all around me other than on him. "Am I only noticing this unordered street but still resting in peace? Can't he see them all?" I asked myself.
"This street is at peace now," he said and I wondered if he heard my inner voice. He continued "in sunlight, it carries a lot of chaos. Did you notice it at around 7AM? It appears as the most ordered at that moment. You see that pit, It wasn't there last night. See that garbage bag, it is always overfilled and after we go from here, dogs will open it like a surprise bag and will spread on the corner of this street in order to find food for themselves. You see that empty place in front of that shop, an old man used to sleep at night but on last Friday owner pushed him away and now he sleeps on the footpath near the highway and for that he had to fight with locals over there. Balcony over our head gives a shelter to a girl, who laughs, talks and cries on call."
"Umm, so, you come here every day."
"Nope, I am here on the street every night and stay in that white painted house."
I was surprised, we live in the same house and haven't seen him until now and he knows this street very well. "what do you do?" I inquired.
"In the college. I have seen you before. You seemed to be so happy, and I never expected you at this moment and at this condition you would be sitting with me."
"What do you mean? What my condition?" I asked him and didn't dare to see him. "He probably is a writer or saint. Who in this world notices everything they see?" I spoke to myself.
"I have seen you waking up early morning, party with friends late at night and studying novels in the balcony. I always wanted to meet you but I fear if you get disappointed after meeting a person like me, who is broken. I have read your blogs but didn't dare to comment or like it. I remember the first day when I saw you, you were having tea with your friends at this tea stall."
Who is he? How does he know all about me? Does he follow me? I was totally confused.
"I am not feeling good since last week, nothing is going well since last week and I don't have a single idea to deal with it" I opened up to him and felt very well. I continued "I am a bit surprised on your ability to notice the stuff and people around you. I will be a great help if you analysis my situation and help me notice the fact which I have been neglecting." I felt relaxed after so many days even I didn't say about my problems but his words and presence gave me positive vibes and I was so eager to explain everything to him.
"Thanks a lot for considering me that abled person. I will be happy to help you," he said.
At the same moment, I heard the vibration and it was from his cell phone.
" An unexpected call, sorry!" he said.
He received the call and said he got something so urgent and he asked for the sorry. He stood and went into the other street. And I was kind of shocked, why did he go in another street? I had many questions but it had doubled by now. I hardly can stabilize myself any more. I got and went to my bed and sleep. I couln't forget his words and was waiting for next night.
