Random Musing.

 

I’m not a Saturday night out, Sunday late morning person.

I’m not work by the day party by the night person either.

I’m a Wednesday afternoon, quite brunch.

 

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I’d rather stay at home and enjoy the company of my books, than go to a pub and feel suffocated in the crowd.

I’m not as silent as the morning breeze, neither am I a storm, I’m the wind that you feel in your hair when you past through the countryside.

I’m not a diet cola, sugar free kind of a person; I’m a double scoop vanilla ice cream with extra chocolate sauce kinds.

And you maybe not be like me, and it’s completely fine.

But you know what’s not fine?

To not be you. 

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The cafe.

Rhea was the last one to arrive; her friends were sitting at the usual place.

“So, for a change I’ll scold her for being late” Amey laughed. Rhea never left a chance to shout at anyone who was late, she had always hated it.

“Oh come on, she’s always on time. Once a while someone can be a bit late.” Sanchi said defending her best friend.

“But it’s half an  hour since we are waiting, and she isn’t picking up her phone also.” Rahul was worried “She never ignores anyone of our calls.”

“She must be driving. Give it a rest you guys! So, who else will share the Oreo shake with me?” asked Vikram at his hungry best.

“What’s the point? You’ll end up drinking the whole of it anyways!” mentioned Sanchi. Everyone ended up laughing.

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“Sorry sorry sorry” Rhea had finally reached. “I completely forgot and ..” she stopped talking mid way to have a glimpse of the lady who was sitting adjacent.  She found it unusual the way she was looking at all of them.

“What’s up with her?” she asked in a low tone.

It wasn’t until she pointed out that anyone had made a note of her presence.

“She looks like the mystery lady in the movies, who turn out to be a ghosts at the end.” Vik said.

“Shut up Vik! Stop dragging horror movies into everything.” Malvika said, she had always been terrified of such movies.

“What if she is?  ”

“But she’s not. Chuck her. What’s for snacks ? ” Malvika said.

Everyone got back to ordering and gossiping.

An hour or so later, they called for the bill.

“Vik you better contribute this time. Kanjoos!” Rhea said.

“Vey, I always pay..But today Rahul will pay my share” Vik said and turned to Rahul.

“Please dude! ” he told Rahul.

“I pay all the time like my dad’s a freaking Ambani” Rahul was crisp in replying.

Just when the two were arguing the waiter came, but surprisingly not with the bill.

It was a letter.

Sanchi took it and read. (It read something like)

 Dear kids,

It was so pleasing to see you all sitting together and having fun. Fighting and gossiping. It reminded me of my son.

I lost him 3 years ago in a crash. If he were alive, I’m sure he would have been around your age and probably enjoying too.

I just payed your bill thinking I would have given him money, if he wanted to go out with friends.

Lots of Love.

All of them were left stumped.

This is life.

People will screw you over.
You’ll fight with your family.
You’ll witness things that will change you forever.
You’ll blame new lovers for things old lovers did.
You’ll lose best friends you thought would always be there.
You’ll come to realize that everyone has a past.
You’ll cry, you’ll laugh,& you’ll embarrass yourself.

But then, you’ll find your very own moment where none of that matters;
where you can sit back & realize that shit happens to the people who can handle it and that this is who you are,
and that no one should want to change you,
including yourself.