Those Six Months In AU

Chapter 1

Of course, every face in this world tells a different story. Not every smiling face is leading a happy and luxurious life. In the same way, every smile presents a different picture as well. This book has been written after peeking into the souls of people you meet in your everyday life. It comprises a man who has been living his life in destitute as well as all those deep pockets who seem to have everything in their life when you compare them with yourself -but who knows what they are going through in their life. A man sitting in blazing heat with his clothes utterly sweat-filled selling fishes, might be happier in his life than the man who steps out of his easy on the eye car and buys the fish. But how? You'll soon find it.

As it has been mentioned that this book is based on the life of humans therefore the middle-class girl herself tells her tale . The lousy 7:30 alarm in the morning disturbing the relationship between me and my bed; catching the cab for university ,and observing people throughout my way to university was one of things I was best at. The people on my way included the beggar who used to come to my taxi everyday but I had my mirror closed because the conditions our country was facing reached that point where you could not even trust such homeless dossers who, with a little hope came to you to fulfill their little needs. I had been given special instructions from my father about this because he had heard stories about different crimes that were exponentially increasing in our country. Well, he was not wrong about this. On the other hand, I had a gorgeous car at halt on the same signal beside my taxi. Reading,observing and examining people interested me at its best and I think I had that skill on hand. Everyday on this signal I used to meet a new drop dead gorgeous car with this beggar who was crippled in one hand. The face of this beggar spoke to me in volumes as well as the face of that richie- rich sitting in the car next to me. To a great extent, the story of this poor guy was quite alike to the story of this pompous creature. Couldn't get it though. How come these two narrated the same story although there was a sharp contrast between their statuses, personalities and ensembles.Why had these two people gotten the same story written on their faces?In the same way , my eyes used to catch a bunch of little kids passing by. On the external, all of them appeared really happy but there was an unusual gleam probably in their smiles or eyes. I used to catch them with their little siblings.They were also going to their respective institutes ,however they didn't appear financially strong. Had they been that strong financially they would have been sitting in a taxi like me ,not on foot.They would be paying 8000 rs. per month to a taxi for dropping them to school. They wouldn't have to freeze in the bitter cold or burn in the scorching heat.They still managed to smile somehow ,however, I lacked that smile on my face. Why wasn't I smiling like them? Despite sitting in fully heated comfy car on a cozy seat with a cellphone in hand ,I couldn't shine like them.Was I obsessing?Was it only me who used to observe everything like this and felt this way? I also examined some people who used to smile even laugh but they had that sparkle missing in that smile ,however they managed to smile though.

I could never figure out what was the thing every human fought within himself. On one side my mind told me that maybe this is because of "Money" today. I questioned myself Money? Seriously?Is that so?Maybe its true. The sole goal of majority of the people today is to pursue money..only money ,and in this race they forget to cherish those little moments of joy which can make their life so beautiful and soothe their souls.Such moments can help them release their tensions giving them a sense of utter repose both physically and mentally. I could feel that torture and agony everyone faces in their daily routine whether he is a kindergarten student or university goer, a beggar or a business tycoon;life keeps on testing them everyday.I repeat "Everyday".People these days have gotten so worldly-minded that they want to become a millionaire overnight by hook or by crook to fulfill all what they dream of and this is what ruins the life in a true sense.Everybody is trying to approach life materialistically forgetting the value of that quality time spent with friends and family, the joy of making the plans of get -togethers every month,the terrific feeling of watching a hard downpour from a window and enjoying the beat of each and every drop falling on the ground,stargazing and all those junctures that bring peace to both heart and mind and ultimately to the whole soul.Bearing in mind ,all these factors the souls of humans can be ideally defined by just three words Hole,Whole and Hollow.This is what my book  is all about.