Bitter Steps to better life

Chapter 8: Just give it a try.

I thought Vashali didn't have any problems because she never shared anything with me. As days passed, we both went together for walks in the morning. She was a nature lover who nurtured lives. Through her, I learned the meaning of true beauty and the importance of nature. I was never interested in living a life. Little by little, her mystery was revealed to me. It was unexpected to me that, in spite of so much pain, she would make others laugh. She would always motivate others to be strong. She herself was struggling through pain, but she never affected anyone due to her pain or mood. She was the one who made others laugh, even in pain. She started writing poems. I was impressed by her talents; I would feel hopeless if I had nothing. Once, in a flow of talk, I told her, "You are so talented; you make others laugh; you write stunning poems; and you make friends easily. Whereas I am good at nothing". She quickly replied, "At least you read novels; I can't even read one page. I would rather listen than read. Poems are nothing; you just try once and you will write something worthy. I know that much".

In those days, I was filled with euphoria and excitement about my friend, due to whom my life had a turning point. The whole day, I would be lost in his thoughts. Every day I would wait for the clock to turn 7 p.m. so that I would see his call on my screen, which would lighten my face. I never thought someone would be so close and special to me.

It was late at night when I was losing myself in his memories when suddenly I was stuck with some words, which were strong feelings for him. I freshened myself and started scribbling some words for him. After several trials and tribulations, I penned a tribute to him through a poem.

I was lost in the world of darkness.
There was no soul who could hear me.
I was looking forward to someone
Who could empathize with me?
I was in pain and fear, and I was alone.
I decided to end my life, but I couldn't
At that movement, I saw some light.
I met you by chance.
Within a little time, you won my heart.
I realized that...
We were both going through the same situation.
You gave me a new reason to live.
She stood beside me in good and bad times.
People try to destroy our relationship.
But I never give you a chance to do that.
You turned me into a new leaf.
Though miles may lie between us,
We are never apart.
For our friendship, we don't count miles.
Its measured by our hearts 💞.
                                           

My mind was jumping in excitement. I was glaring at it again and again.
I had written it on paper, so I typed it and sent it to Vaishali, who was surprised by the beauty of my expression. I typed it once again on a Word document, tried to beautify it with some background, and sent it to Shivam.
Even in my writing, he was my first priority.
I was literally waiting for his reply, but he saw my poem and quickly asked, shockingly "You wrote it?". I typed yes and sent Suddenly he went offline, and I was furious with his sudden disappearance, so I deleted it. I thought he didn't like it. Anger was burning inside me due to my wastage of hard work and dedication for him.
After some time, he called me. I was still disappointed with him, but the way he spoke, it melted my heart. He told me that he couldn't believe his eyes. He thought it was written by a writer. He was going to reply to me when suddenly his mother arrived. So he went offline, and he couldn't reply. I was someone who could melt easily by his soft talks. Talks went on with the steps of walking. Suddenly realizing the time. We cut the call and went to sleep.

I had strong feelings for my sister, and in remembrance of her, I had scribbled some words for her that touched several hearts. In this way, I went on dedicating poems to others. Sometimes for love, sometimes for my friends.
This way, my poems went on flourishing. I learned that without trying, we shouldn't decide our personalities.