Its Language not Words…………..

Everything that happens once can never happen again but everything that happens twice will surely happen for the third time………

I never believed in coming out from my beautiful bed at this time. I am in half sleep and it’s a dark hour of the night just before the dawn. My wife and I have the emotional connection which proved many times when anything happened to me or her. I just came out from my room and walked towards the garden while taking so many detours. I sat on the desk and tried to understand the language of wind that started pushing harder on my face. It’s a sober thought about the wind which has no words to say but still it could explain itself by its own language. I started throwing questions at me related to my past 3 mistakes that turned my life completely in some other direction “why people only understand the words not language?”

I was doing very well in my life with all my fun loving nature. Everything going fine in my life talking to friends, kidding around with others, bunking classes, doing notorious but adventurous task outside the faculty lounge except met the 3 girls whom I got involved in 3 different relationships i.e. love, sister and friend. They were so special in my life that I never thought of losing them in my life. They were just cornerstone of my smile but something that has to be happen will surely happens no matter how much effort you put in making the stone unturned. It was very funny to say but I lost all of them because I couldn’t explain the language except words always they heard it.

I was silent and selfish but my friends who always told me “start living for others and you will feel content and satisfied… try to find out your smile in other’s smile…..be funny, be alive…..never miss a thing in your life…always give your arms first before someone asked you for.…cast your greatness into the river and never show what you have done anything to anyone…..and billions of things”. I thought all these very philosophical crap but realized later on this is what the life all about…and I continued my swimming in the river of care, love and friendship……

All three (girls) liked the way I was and now hate the way I am just because of something that I cannot express in words but one can understand the language. The three had always seen what their eyes wanted them to see and hear what their ears wanted them to see. They listened, understood, interpreted what my words wanted them to do but they failed to realize what my language wanted them to say. I am not regretting in my life, because I learnt something that helps me in my future, but rather I am glad in my journey they were there when I need them the most. But I always wish I could get a chance to ask something for the last time before it’s too late but I have no words except language……… before I think something more or ask anything to myself, my wife came out near to me and hold me tight with love and affection. She kissed on the right side of my face and put her head over my shoulder. She closed her eyes, kept her right hand over my left hand and said “don’t leave me alone”. She said nothing more but I understood her language which saying I am defined by you Himi, you are world for me……….
** The story is completely fictional and has no reality with the real life…… (Ignore the grammar).:P:P