Unwind
Sometimes in life we feel that we are too
much entangled, in our work, studies, relationships, family responsibilities,
and what not. We feel like going somewhere and scream our lungs out and say,
“leave me alone”; but most of the time we don’t have that guts to do so. It is
also true that when a person is in lot of problems few like to cry it out,
other few like being quite and remaining few prefers to pen down things. I feel
that every person has the potential to write. But the writer within everyone
comes out when he/she is in pain. That person automatically gets the caliber of
writing something very impactful.
But I met someone recently who proved me
wrong completely. I was travelling in Mumbai local train one evening. I was
basically going back home from work. It was late at night around 10 o’clock,
the ladies compartment usually gets almost empty by this hour and a police man
is standing in there, to assure us that we are safe. I started thinking, that
yes, Mumbai has its caring side too, it not only holds the famous title of
being a dream city but also it covers every citizen in its warm blanket and
whispers, “I too care”. Mumbai has its own way of telling this. It is never
implied, it is always felt. Mean while after few stations a young lady in her
late twenties came. She sat next to me; we shared an awkward smile that time.
But I was curious to observe her more; the body language said something
different I felt.
To describe her I can say that she was
having slim body, which I wish to have. Anyways she was wearing a decent top
and jeans, her face carried minimum makeup. That make up must have been washed off
during the course of day. While I was deep in thoughts observing her she happened
to look at me, her eyes were staring differently at me. The stare was not to
scare me or to say look away. It said something which I failed to understand. I
got puzzled and mean while she looked away. I decided to observe her further,
from the corner of my eyes I started looking at her. She started digging something
in her bag, finally she got it and she removed her headphones. She must have
thought to hear some songs and feel light.
The
problem here was her headphone wire was enmeshed. She tried to unwind it but
she just couldn't do it, that made her irritate more and she started crying
silently. Almost in rage of anger she threw away her wire in the bag. This time
when she looked at me, I understood she needed help. I asked her promptly, ‘is
everything okay?’ the very next minute I regretted asking that question. She
started crying. I couldn't handle her, I honestly got scared. I felt like I
stole something from someone and I got caught. I was terrified, because I didn't know what to do how to calm her, how to make her smile or do anything at
that time. Should I get her a chocolate oh dam I am in train. When I was
juggling with these weird thoughts she was shedding tears, she was getting all
red like tomato. I gathered my courage and asked her again, ‘what’s the
matter?’. She looked at me with her teary eyes and just said one word, ’abortion’.
I got goose bumps and was shaken up completely with this.
I couldn't even tell her that ‘I know how
it feels’ because I really didn't know how it felt to be in her shoes. She held
her stomach and cried like a baby in front of me. The police man in our
compartment saw us and got puzzled. He tried approaching us, but I signalled
him not to. I put one arm around her; I slowly dared to tell her, ‘everything
will be fine’. After that what she said taught me something which I will
remember always. She said,” it’s not that easy...” I nodded she went on, “everything
is very confusing, everything is tangled in one another my parents doesn't know
anything about this. My mother trusted me and I crushed her trust to this end.
Trust a very big word and got crushed in seconds. I took them for granted.” I
made a checklist in my head saying, ‘not to take you loved ones for granted...’
I got curious this time and asked her, “what about that man?” I could see the
annoyance in her eyes. She said, “He left me...” the moment she said that to me
suddenly I could feel the pain in me. I don’t know what happened to me but I
hugged her tight. I know how it feels when you lose someone so dear to you.
Mean while my station came and I came in one of a dilemma. I wanted to listen
to her further and be there for her too but also had to get down because it was
getting too late. The very next moment the dilemma was solved because she was
also getting down at the same station. I decided to drop her home and then
return to my place.
When we got down she pulled out her
headphones wire again. I took that and the wires were really tangled badly in
one another. I tried and unwound the wire quickly and gave her back. I told her
one thing, “I know it is very easy for me to say, but it’s gone let it go...
unwinding the wire is easy only if you focus on the right end to take out, so
that the is wire straight. Don’t let yourself so lose or else you will get
tangled in it more.” She was amazed listening to me. This time she hugged me
tight and said, “thank you”. May be she
understood what she has to do now so that she can get herself out from those
situations.
While I was returning home, I felt nice to
help someone. But I didn't know should I smile or should I feel bad for her.
While talking to myself, I felt that life is too complicated. It is like a yarn
in your hand and It is given to you with a choice to unwind it or tangle it
further. The only way to handle life is to accept it. Acceptance plays a major
role to unwind our life. Remember as a kid we knew it was difficult to walk?
Still we accepted the challenge and completed the task soon. We should give
ourselves some time to accept it and go further, with this life will be
beautiful again!
