The Qualifying Character

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… It was a decisive day for me… Yes, my pain had overridden my conscience and I had to decide between the trek and my pain. A portion of my mind was with me to carry the trek forward without abandoning it after the first step, but a strong another quarter was deeply worried about the injured leg as I was barely able to move ahead, in a literal sense. Neetha gave me the support and push I lacked from within. She was literally my backbone of the trek that day and far ahead. She kept a watch on me consciously as I was juggling through the pain pinch and the trek.

The concept of Mother India (MoIn) originated from this trek since the rest of the members started iterating the fact that Neetha was care taking just like a way a mother would do to her kid. I relished that attention from a very close soul which I admired the most (still do!)

It was the final day of our felicitation when we came to know of our guide Pemba’s story. Pemba is a young boy from the Sherpa community and the sole supporter of his family in the absence of his father. He has remained to be an inspiration not just for me but many others who have gotten to know about him and his experience through the journey of life.When we (almost around 40 of us) heard his story, everyone was sympathetic but Neetha couldn’t control it on her tears. She left us all behind, shutting off her doors to be solace. Later once she could console herself, she came out to address the boy as her own younger brother.

Neetha is in constant touch with Pemba even today and the boy is all in praise of her sister when we both speak. This nature of Neetha has always made her special to me! When I think of these days when we all rush against the pillars and posts and leave behind no time for ourselves, these memories overtake as they are not so long in the past. We are in an era where love, affection and care if not expressed and extended will become extinct and take its place in the labs and museums.

Neetha and I had to bid adieu to each other as well, as it was the final day of our trek and I was heading towards my place and she her uncle’s place Kurseong. No heavy thoughts and emotional drama! A small sigh of touch from her end, and a warm hug from mine were extended when our minds did not think to see when our paths would cross again!

It used to be just a few simple text messages and not even WhatsApp or FB since MoIn had a basic version of mobile for texts and calls. Am a quick responder to texts or pings or calls, but she isn’t which sometimes pushed me off the pace since my texts if not responded, the calls would go unnoticed as well. This was because of the fact that she is far from the e-era of communication. She was (and is) closer to her heart’s era of “living the simple life”!

Don’t you want to know how this woman is expecting calls or texts from me these days when my phone goes silent, knowingly or unknowingly? Stay Tuned to relish the spice…

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Shweta & I

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WhatsApp alarmed with a message to which my eyes were surprise – “I am Happy with you”. Another one beeped while the first one was being relished and digested “Stay the way you want… But got to stay here with me only…” probably I was resonating on the fact that she is the first person from whom I have heard such words making me feel wanted!

Simple messages made me feel so contended?  One may ask what was so special, that made me feel very exceptional? When many a time I feel not so related from others because of the way I perform or want things to be performed, this one added a special feather to my hat. I win my arguments and choose my style of gliding through situations which has what has kept me aloof from the crowd and which has what surprised me when the intonation came from Shweta. Within 10 days she had adjudged that she likes me and that she wanted me to stay the way how I was.

A subject like this doesn’t easily grab my conclusion because of my many experiences in the past that has left a salty savor on relationships. The business of emotions had been much bought and sold but not the one researched and understood amidst people whom I have known. Brain and Mind functions in a simple manner unless rubbed upon by the science of relationships and feelings.  When in my typical argument over texts with her on why I should be sticking on to this one person only instead of searching my soul mate as I always wanted to, her response stole my heart – Soulmate”; “Isliye” (meaning, soulmate, that is why!)

There could be many a differences that set us apart, after all, any relationship strengthens through the understand of differences than similarities. She has the ability to read people’s mind which is yet to be eternally gifted with. She analyzes all circumstances with their pros and cons weighing upon the next set of actions from her end, which I am yet to handshake with life. Checking on a balanced state of mind is her natural tendency, when I get typically emotional given a chance. Two different characters, state of mind, maturity and thoughts, came together on the balance of friendship to learn from each other.

Agreements between the topics of conversation is hard to come by between both of us since each of us have difference of opinions; but the thought process unites us amidst those differences that gambles. Change is an inevitable law of nature. In the Supremes’ karma of taking this relationship further, the yet to come threads will reveal the support that she has been and the making of a better person within me through Shweta with the friendship strides that we have sailed together. The barn of yarn will be spun soon…

Shweta – The admiration

This girl then went for a change and appeared in a more cute pink and blue colored frock gliding through her knees and the transformation in less than a few minutes from a traditional attire to a more convincing modern one never let me took my eyes off! Though we did not speak much but retired to our beds a little earlier as a preparation for the training sessions from the next day. Yes in Madhya Pradesh!

It was the next day that taught me that Shweta is very modern with a bit of reservations and manners. We were getting ready to attend the induction by Principal, other Faculty Members and Chief Guests. The ice breaking session towards the end of day introduced all of the batch mates to each other, not quite well being the first day, but a foundation well laid. The session went well even when Shweta and I did not get to discuss anything much.

Another surprise as I thought to me was Shweta, I and Ashika dee were in the same section. Shweta and I got along very well as days passed by and we bunked in with the usual routine of classes and physical exercises. It was March 5th 2015 evening when we were teasing other with salutations that we like to respect each other with. My turn to Ashika was with a ‘dee’ (elder sister). Then it was the much awaited combo Shweta and I. The only word that my brain skimmed through in less than a nano-second was that of a “soul-mate”. Yes! I see a million eyes popping. Not in any wrong intentions though. To me, a soul mate need not necessarily be your life partner. A sibling, a friend, a mom, a dad, a boyfriend, a girlfriend, relations might vary but a soul-mate is one in whom you not just find solace in but the root of your emotional journey sprouts. That is what Shweta is for me.

The next day started routing the first few Whatsapp messages between the both of us. Though I used to write down, literally this has been the first time I have exchanged some of my emotions through actual texts. It was made very special since it was for Shweta. The specialty was her character, attributes and emotions as seen by me were described in black and white and I could feel the happiness in her face. There was nothing meant to impress but they were truthful feelings felt and conveyed. Expressions at the right time get you those well-deserved Brownie points, according to me!

Though I was very hesitant in getting close to anyone in my life again beyond that point when I joined the induction owing to politically bad past experiences, I did not think a word of this expression as how it sprang and rooted deeply. Hesitations were torn apart..!