WHEN FATE SMILES...

          He was standing at the edge of cliff. The whiff of cold air that blew chilled his bone marrow and straightened up his tiny hairs. The entire city was visible to him from there. “I want to capture this moment once and forever”, he said to himself. He hadn’t imagined he was that brave to take such a decision. Now, he stood there, with both his arms stretched out, breathing in heavily, cherishing the moments in his heart and soul. The hawks that flew made sounds that were too shrill.

          The city looked serene and beautiful in this view, totally concealing the pollution, industrialization, urbanization and many other –tions. The buildings seemed to be built like the staircases of a neatly carved out temple, with some skyscrapers tolling over other ordinary constructions. He was surprised to find umpteen mobile towers. “How the hell then is the network not fine at my place?”, thought he, as the day’s incidents flashed through his mind.

          The morning had started off in the most disastrous way possible. He had received a call from his office, stating he would be suspended indefinitely with immediate effect because a Facebook status, which he posted, ‘tarnished’ the image and reputation of the organization where he worked, according to the higher authorities. “Oh, gosh! Bloody people, even I love my firm. How can one FB post decide my future?” In desperation, he had just broken a beautiful frame gifted by his mom on his previous birthday.

          As if to multiply his sufferings, his girlfriend had called him. “I’m not interested in this anymore. What do you think you are? You either read, take photographs or blog. Or go to that shitty monotonous office. You are very grumpy seldom cheerful. You don’t even fascinate a girl. Go and have your nuptial with your blog posts.” And, he disconnected the line. When someone spoke shit about his blogs, he didn’t take it just like that. Writing, music and she were the triumvirs of his life. He couldn’t bear she had spoken those words. “Fuck off!” he yelled, and stood there transfixed. Suddenly, tears started flowing down his cheeks and he repeated, “What’s so wrong with me that don’t interest you, dear?”

          Flurry of emotions raced through his body. He wanted a reservoir to share his feelings. Of course, moms are there. No matter if he was 22, she still fed him his favorite Stuffed Aloo Chapathi whenever he went home, she still called him ‘Child’; she still kissed and hugged him as if he was in his kindergarten. “The customer you are trying to reach is currently not reachable”, said the automated lady voice and he shouted, “Rot in the bogs, you bitch. Don’t you feel ashamed to speak to all the males around the world through phone?” And in an instant, there remained broken pieces of his mobile, one of his proudest possessions, with the components jutting out in an awkward fashion.

          In an impulse, he took the car key, dashed out of his rented apartment and drove away like a blitz. And now, standing on a steep slope that separated life and death, he wiped his tears and…..

          And, fixed his tripod there in order to take a photograph in the Hawk Eye View. Mom had said, “When you are at crossroads, call me. If I don’t pick up, do something that interests you.” Scared?? :P :P

Moral: When life presents you difficulties and hardships, Just Keep Calm and say, “Aahaan…”