My Intellectual Ash

              "Can't always LIFE be like this?" I asked her, grasping her left hand more tightly with my right one.

"Why do you keep on asking this question again and again whenever you hold my hand?" She asked me.

"Because this is the time Ash when I can't feel any of the worries of LIFE. That's why I don't want these moments to end." I said stopping a little.

She pulled me forward and said, "Your stopping wouldn't make Time stop. So keep walking. And do u really want a LIFE without any kind of worries?"

"Ash you ask silly questions sometimes. Who on earth would not want a life without worries?" I asked her.

"And you speak strange things sometimes. If there's no worry in your LIFE, then how would you feel the real happiness?" She asked, looking into my eyes.

I hesitated a little and then said, "I don't know Ash, but this ending of everything so early makes me sad. It was morning moments ago, and now it's evening. We were just at the start of this footpath, and now it's about to end. We just had two years to live here in university, and now we have one and a half year. We just had entire LIFE to live, and now twenty years of this LIFE are consumed."

"Very much like your attitude, yesterday it was on the peak and you were not even talking to me. And today it's diminished and you are not leaving my hand. Yes, everything ends." She said and then laughed to make fun of my flexible attitude.

"Look Ash, I'm in no mood of jokes. Don't make me angry once again." I said, pulling my hand out of hers.

                "Hey, look there. Swings. I'd love to sit on one. Come." She ran towards swings.

This made me really angry. I was discussing like a philosopher about the working of the LIFE with her, and she preferred the swing over it. Having no other option, I went there and stood watching her on the swing, thinking about the intensity of her foolishness and my patience.

"Hey, Mr. Attitude! Are you observing this back and forth motion of the swing?" She asked.

"No Ash, I'm blind." I replied in frustration.

"Stupid, observe carefully to understand the working of LIFE. This swing is like LIFE actually." She said.

"Yes, and you observe me carefully Ash to understand the working of creativity. I'm Robert Frost actually." I said, annoyed by the bad comparison she made of LIFE with a swing.

"Like the motion of this swing, LIFE is always moving back and forth. When it goes back, you become worry and sad. Not knowing that in the next moment it would go forth. And when it goes forth, you become happy and cheerful. Not knowing that in the next moment it would go back again. So like the motion of swing, the LIFE also keeps moving back and forth. The ideal state is when the swing is in the middle, in the center, but such a pity, swing can't stop here because it's moving too fast. Similarly, sometimes we try to move so fast in our lives that we miss this ideal state. But how long a swing can keep its motion? Surely not too long. It stops soon. So is the case with LIFE. It can not keep its motion for too long, it'll end soon. Instead of thinking about the end of swing's motion, it's better I think to just enjoy the motion as long as it stays. Mr. Attitude! Instead of thinking too much about the end of LIFE, it's better I think to just enjoy it as much as you can." She stood watching the sunset after saying all this.

                I was completely speechless. Not being a type of guy who hates losing in an argument, I just accepted that girl has got better of me this time. But still wondering that from where this intellect she got, I accepted this reality too that it must be the effect of my company.

"Ash . . . " I went near her.

"Look Mr. Attitude! The sun is gone. This day has ended too." She said without looking towards me.

"What's the worry Ash! The sun will come out again tomorrow and the day will resume again. It's just a matter of Time." I said.

"But once LIFE has reached to its end, it will not resume again." She said.

"Who cares! My intellectual Ash. Let's live this present moment entirely." I said.

She smiled, and said, "It's too late now. Let's go back to our department. Let's walk on that footpath again."

Walking on that footpath, she touched my hand and penetrated her soft fingers into mine with utmost love and care.

"Can't always LIFE be like this?" I asked her, grasping her left hand more tightly with my right one.

"Who cares! My Angry Bird. Let's live this present moment entirely." She laid her head softly on my right shoulder.

                                     (AWAIS BABAR)

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