The Window

Why a window is my most prized posession...

Of all of my posessions, my most prized is the one that came free with my apartment. You might suspect that being free makes it so prized, but the case is not as such. Unfortunate but true, everyone owns one, but its real worth is never realized. A gleaming rainy day, a hot cup of coffee and my “window”. Could I be luckier?

Truly said, the most beautiful things in life are the most simple ones. I believe, a window is much more than a few glass slabs requiring constant cleaning and protection from the cricket balls in the air nearby - courtesy the neightborhood kids.In the messy Delhi life, you often loose the real you in the gray clouds of smoke exceeding all boundaries and heaving sweating bodies. Not to mention the burden of work and the merciless bosses.

But thankfully God has blessed us unfortunate burdened souls, with the magical Sunday’s. And on one such Sunday afternoon I sat by my window looking at the glistening prisms of raindrops, softly falling onto the damp earth. In all the rush somehow, I had forgotten the boons of nature. Looking out at the rain, it sent me into a timeless journey.

Remembering all the tears that broke my heart and the smiles that once made my day was a familiar experience I had lived through many a times but never cherished more than that day. I had been termed very specifically as a “snob” most of my life. I was never short of money in my pocket and wit in my head. People detested me for I had everything and I simply detested them because they detested me. But in the midst of it all there was one - who loved me and protected me from the cruel cruel world.

Vikram.

My best friend.

When all freaked me out, he made my day. When all let go, he held my hand. When all passed me by, he stayed by my side. I cannot quite recollect about how we got acquainted but it must’ve been sheer luck and God’s blessings that we found perfect friends in each other. Through my middle school, high school and college he was always on by side cheering me on before my exams even if it meant loosing grades on his.

Most importantly, our individual relationships with other people never let us forget each other. Somehow my boyfriends took a lower priority than him and he spent more time with me than his love affairs. We’ve shared endless pizzas, cokes and pranks. We’ve been with each other through it all - thick or thin. And somewhere down the lane, we fell in love.

It seemed impossible when people spread rumors, after all cant two people of opposite genders be best friends. But when the realization came, we just couldn’t resist. When we started our relationship, we both knew that this was more special and meaningful than all the relationships we had before. We both knew each other so well that being in a relationship couldn’t be more perfect.

Of course, destiny had plans for us, and we couldn’t fight it. Vikram and I had barely gone out together for a few months when we had to choose between our relationship and our future. And we both knew without a future, our relationship could never work out. So promising to keep in touch, Vikram and I parted. Although he did keep in touch, our love wandered away somewhere, from where we could never retrieve it.But somehow, it didn’t hurt too much. I had a life ahead and a beautiful one too. I did have a couple of more crushes, one or two relationships, and a special one too. And the relationship I shared with Vikram once, which seemed too perfect to be true, now didn’t seem quite the same. We had actually been friends all along, and loved each other way too much from the beginning. But we had mistook our friendship based love for something else, and that was the only little mistake we made along the way.

Being involved with someone else now, I look back and smile at the times we had together, and how precious they still are to me. My first serious relationship, which has left imprints on my heart. First love is unforgettable, but it is true love that lasts forever. I can not say that wasn’t true, but sometimes we mistake friendship for love, only to realize it later on.

The rain has stopped, the coffee mug doesnt have more to offer and I am back to the real world. Perhaps now you would understand why I call my most prized posession so. Not just because it takes me back to my past, but makes me realize how better life gets with each passing day. How impossible somethings look when you have to let go, only to realize later it was never meant to be.

Uh oh.. my boss just called. I have to go finish up some work. I will remember Vikram again, some other day, when the sky would be a bright blue, the coffee would be divine, and the raindrops would be gleaming. All I’ll have to do of course, would be to open my window”