“YOU ARE IMPORTANT” – A spellbind Story By Aishwarya Balakrishna; A Guest Post #2

This is Very interesting and mind twisting story by my best friend, she had written this; I have to be thankful. This writing is mesmerizing and holds every line in mind, A refresher and Twist at the end.

Young Indian Writer Series – A Guest Post ; #2 

I seem unique in this fraternity. Not because , I have few
certificates of achievements. But for the reason , I could not
enjoy this life as others in the world. The jokes around me
seem lame to me. The interesting gossips around me were
disgusting for me. On the whole , I had forgotten to live my
life.

By then was his entry to my life. To say in an artistic’s
words….. “He the man , filled colors in my life”.
He made me sing loudly without caring the world. He made
me dance on floor. And that was not a usual practice session
for my performing arts competition . That was the joyful
instances of my bored life.

Yes, I concluded that my life is no more boresome. I was
happy to fill my life with him and my books.

I felt the warmth , when he sat beside me…
I felt secure , when he walked behind me…
I felt awesomeness, when he played with me…

Let me glance that late night, when his voice stroke my
ears. The way I ran to just see his handsomeness. But you
handsome , I have to say this… “You’ll just grab the heart of
everyone at very first sight. Not just mine…”

Well , that doesn’t mean he used his external glory for
his existence. His each and every act was heart touching.

After every college eve , I searched for him like Yashodha
searching cute Krishna. Then I think , he would’ve thought
not to worry me a lot. Later, I could see him waiting for my
arrival at my doorstep.

The way he was addressing me over there was mind blowing,
which made me to throw away my bag and grab him with
lots of love. Obviously we didn’t had snack time or a cup of
coffee together. Both of us were neither foodies.

As the days passed , I could notice his dislike towards
food. He do not wanted anything for his belly. Just filled it
with lots of water. It didn’t took much days for me to observe
abscess on his body. Well , the word abscess may make someone
feel disgust. But for me it was not such , but a threat. I
medicated him as if nothing obscene I could see.
I treated him as if no foul odour was sensing my sensible
nose.

Then , I could see the other face of our society. The one
who loved the charming before , the one who was awaiting
for his arrival to their mansions started to avoid him.

Yes, the abscess was getting worse , spreading its territory
exponentially within span of minutes. As usual common
anxiety toned , what if the abscess spread to the society. We all
know the power of Virus.

At the end , he was plucked from me physically and was
dropped in a yard long away. And my parents told me…
“You are important for us than your Cat …”

– Aishwarya Balakrishna , Bangalore [March, 31st 2017]

Pic Credit : Aishwarya , Just Added a Quote : If You’re Curious, you’ll probably be a good journalist because we follow our curiosity like cats. – Diane Sawyer

The Pet animals often more Trustworthy and they show true love, which sometimes not given by Humans. My Friend’s View on this point , I.e Equal important given to her Soulful Pet.  A Cat …A dedication to Pet lovers.

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