This is my first fiction story, hope you all enjoy!!!
Truth never seems to die so easily and so is the inevitability of death. Yes, I loved him. No matter what my beliefs were and to what extent would they fall in sync with others’ thoughts, I stood firm with them. He has been more than a friend to me; rather I simply adored him and wanted to spend my entire life with him. The adolescence of my age just did not give me enough time to judge between right n wrong, but the unconditional love for someone made me think of doing right whatsoever I could do at my end. I never happened to make many friends. To be liked by someone is something great; I was not even looked upon by others. People found me scary and other boys used to think of me as a secluded/unusual child. Even when I would want to play with them, I was shoved off and utterly ignored. Then there was the opposite sex, or the so called fair sex. Considering them as someone who would really like to listen what you want to deliver was something I always thrived upon. There were few who would listen to my tantrums, the others would simply push me away, but they did find a friend in me, but that again someone highly uncommon. The ubiquitous friendliness just did not sting me ever. We were a nuclear family, and nobody knew for how many generations would the principle of an isolated family continue?
My father has always been a middle class employee, just fighting hard to earn those two basic meals for the day. He could not ever find time for me, neither as a son nor as another individual present in his abode, even when I required at the so called ‘evolutionary’ stage. I used to wait for him at the courtyard anticipating his coming back home after a strenuous day at work and pick me up and feel rejuvenated on seeing a smiling cuddle of human lump in his hands. Alas, that was never meant to happen. There were financial crises strangling him with his arms criss-crossed in the ropes from which he couldn’t break free. Mother was another typical house-wife who shared the same space and time with me, but I would never be able to guess whether she supported me or loved me. I could not find a friend in her that I was in need of!!!
The days we spent there, I wished time could flow like a flash of a light and things suddenly changed, but in this world not all wishes gets fulfilled.
The story continued for a very long time, till one day, I got a chance to visit my grand parents. My grand-pa was so old that since my birth I always saw him the way he was now, as if some how, he had broken the code of life, preventing any further decay. I wasn’t much delighted as nothing gave me motivation to feel happy. He was old and ailing at times. And for having not spent much life with them, I couldn’t feel the same pain he was going through for the time. Life did show the other facet which was missing for so long for me at least. I found a friend in this small town, whom I loved and shared my feelings with as and when possible. He was my soul-mate, my companion, my caretaker and my partner I would anticipate for this short life. Time flew like wind and I could see myself sailing along in full throttle. We used to spend most of the time together except when I had to get back home and study.
The trip was a very eventful one, but it did not last long. And in a fraction of few nanoseconds, I started missing my love, my friend!!! After having spent best time of my life in grandpa’s small town, I decided to visit them again and come back again in near future. The place helped establish a strong bond with someone eagerly waiting for me. The impetus was to get back to someone whom I loved, who would always be waiting for me and would understand me what nobody from my family could ever do.
I started growing up in his company. He would treat me like nobody else ever did. He would adore me, caress me, feed me and play with me when I was with him. My grand parents were much elated to see me coming back to them again and again but were perplexed about this new craze. They wanted to discover my needs of making frequent trips to them when on contrary, their son don’t even get time to even call them up. But, I always kept myself free from all shackles of the real world. I tried keeping myself in sight of someone who could die for me. I never doubted my friends’ expertise at hand as compared to everyone else. My father did bring me to this world, but my friend made me learn the subtlety of life. I started enjoying every day and waited for new dawn to come and raised hopes to meet my friend, yet again.
Never did I realize that this small town would also find me uninviting one day. I was given a much discarded look by people around. There were questions like, “Why does he come so often here? Who is his friend here who loves him so much while nobody else does including his family?” The semi-urban used to ponder and wanted to save their kids from very shadows of mine. Except this lonely individual, nobody was ready to understand me. I was asked to come back home and wasn’t even sure whether the pressure would even let me go back to grandpa’s town again!!! What bothered me was my friend whom I loved so much and wanted to live my entire life with. I did realise my father’s plight and concerns but other than being sorry, I couldn’t do much when life has made me like that. As per my father, the need of the hour was to sit with my friend and chalk out a life that would prove good for me. But when he came to know about me and my friend, he remained in utter silence. I could comprehend his silence all in my favour, till the day I proved fatal with this take on life for someone. My father did advice me to make friends and start exploring life rather than putting up with one mate. But nothing could have changed me and it never did. I remained the same till I had my friend standing next to me.
Today, life has changed, times have changed, and so is my scary face become normal with growth, but one thing never changed and those are my thoughts and feelings. Yes, I had a rotten face since birth and nobody knew why. And what more I don’t have today is my mate, but his love, support and feelings would live with me forever. No matter what my father warned me about my grand-pa’s health, I stand no regrets and pray to God to bless me as the prodigy of just one individual in all my births and that is my very dear friend, my support, my life, and my companion, my old, ailing, no more Grand-father!!!
