LIFE GOES ON MEMORIES STAY.

Hey guys,

I have stayed away a lot from writing a new post, not only because I was busy in my studies and schedule were pretty tiring, but also because I didn't have anything to write about, until last week. My friend and I were punished because we ran out of a secret hide way in our college building and were caught. We were punished by not letting us out of the hostel for about 2 weeks (it was damn frustrating), I almost forgot how the roads looked like.... O.K I was just kidding, but ya I went a bit paranoid during last Friday and Saturday. So, here is what I'm going to write about, last week on Sunday I had to spend my whole day so I started to hear radio and as I like good old Hindi songs from 70's-90's I was stuck on a radio channel, a show was on, it was about a man saying stories and in between stories songs played according to the scene. I'm going to share one of the stories.

There was a girl(let's call her Priya) who used to work for an old-age home and she was greatly attracted towards a couple named Mr.and Mrs Joshi, they were in old-age home because they never had any kids and they were pretty old too. Priya loved spending time with the lovely couple,she was moved to see even in their 80's they loved each other like newly wed couple. One day she asked the couple how they met and fell in love, Mrs Joshi turned red and hid her face behind her palms, and Mr Joshi started the story leaving Mrs Joshi's  face even more red. Mr Joshi started his story," Back in days I used to be a doctor, The area in which my clinic was, Mrs Joshi lived there. One fine day I got a call from Mrs Joshi's dad calling me to his house as her daughter(Mrs Joshi) was ill. I left the clinic as soon as possible. I reached and asked her day where is the patient, He took me to her. Seeing Mrs Joshi I was awestruck, I never knew a lady could look so beautiful when they were ill. I diagnosed her and gave her the medicines for the illness. Even after I was back at my dispensary she was all over my head and after 2 days of day dreaming and restless nights I went to her house with a good reason was checking on the patient, I saw her dad telling stories to her and then I was informed that Mrs Joshi never took medicine until some one told her a story. I didn't waste anytime and asked Sasurji (Father in law) for Mrs Joshi's  hand. it's been 30 years now that she has been diagnosed with diabetes and I have to tell her stories ever since then". Priya didn't realize how late it was and had to leave for home. Even after Priya reached home she was thinking about how lovely the story was and even at this age they have managed to keep alive that young lover within them. Priya noticed it every day that Mrs Joshi would sing a Raag (type of Indian classical opera). One day Priya reached home and was given a news by her family that they were going to a hill station for a vacation, Priya was excited and even sad because she had to spend a week away from the couple. A week later when she reached back to the old-age home, she felt a gloom in that building she rushed to the couples room and saw the bed in a bad condition like someone had just woken up and didn't tidy the bed and saw Mrs Joshi standing in balcony, Priya approached to the bed and started to clean the bed mrs Joshi yelled at top of her voice,"LEAVE THAT BED ALONE, IT IS WHERE HE LAST SLEPT, LEAVE IT!!". Priya was in a shock with the news of Mr Joshi's death. Mr Singh who was in the next room informed Priya that Mr Joshi had a severe heart attack and passed away since then Mrs Joshi was in shock. Weeks passed by Mrs Joshi kept her busy through out the day but in night the loneliness took over it was like the wall was painted black with the memories of the loved one who left you in middle of the road of life, the night was spent in restless desire of holding back to the person who has went far, so far that you cannot reach him with your hands. Priya noticed this, one day she stayed back in night at the old age home, she bought the medicine to Mrs Joshi the medicine and as Mrs Joshi was about to have the medicine Priya asked"today you won't listen to a story ?". Mrs Joshi was stuck back in time after a moment of silence followed an answer "yes" accompanied with a tear of memories. Priya told the couple's story with some minor changes. Mrs Joshi then treated Priya with the same Raag that she sang for Mr Joshi. The voice which once had love and sweetness of the loved one turned in sadness and sorrow of the same person. The same Raag which once was like a Love song of summer was heard as if it was a heart broken sorrow of a bird. 

Life is something that goes on which I learned listening to this story trapped in the hostel room, and it turned out to be true no one waited for me nor the time paused when I was in there. Everything and everyone will move ahead in life, and if they choose to stay back in the memories and time they will just have that dust of time settled on them. Sometimes you should know that someone is not returning and you cannot do much about it, you just have to clan yourself off the dust get up and start moving on the road of life.