BEGINNING

Dec 12, 2018

Cambridge, Massachusetts, USA.

My name is Arjun, Arjun Prakash student of

Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT),

Currently pursuing my MTECH 2nd year in the field of Chemicals.

Living in the USA was the biggest dream for many youngsters out there in India. But I never enjoyed staying here as my soul and thoughts were still wandering in the corridors of IIT BOMBAY (INDIAN INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY, BOMBAY).

My sister’s only desire is to see me jubilant and successful, and it’s the reason why she ordered me to live in the US and complete my studies.

I was just about to sleep, but I was feeling some kind of void feeling which can’t be replaced. I was trying to sleep, but my heart started speaking in a volume that only my brain can hear. To be precise a kind of soliloquy.

I had a bad day, because I have been thinking about her all day, which made my day a bad one., but the worst part is I can never forget her, which makes my life worse day by day.

I finished creating a PowerPoint presentation for a purpose which will make my life settle, if I use the opportunity in the right way.

But without her, what does life mean? Specifically, what does a happy life mean?

This is a usual thought which visits my mind whenever I feel like focusing on my future.

She was my past which made my present dreadful and future unstable.

Her presence gave me numerous smiles, whereas her absence gave me equivalent pain with tears.

I had an inexplicable pain inside my heart which was produced by incidents in the past.

I gave everything to make her stay in my life, but all she chose was to leave, why did she even leave.

Furthermore, I survived a hijack, but I couldn’t withstand the pain caused by her absence, pain is a product when promises are broken.

I was surrounded by people who love me but not by the person who I love. This single thought is enough to remind me that I am a solivagant.

I am a person who is afraid to even take pictures, because pictures never change as just situations do. They are the same every time but not people.

Everything began 6 years ago, I used to be a happy person without smiles. She is a miracle that happened in my life. Miracles aren’t recognized when they are happening, but we recognize them after once they happen.

The memories are still running before my eyes,

That fabulous pair of eyes which I used to describe beautifully with all my knowledge,

That fascinating feeling every time her hug used to cause which is fantastic

That endless love and care that she showered on me.

I still remember Her proposal which was a headline in most Indian newspapers.

I still remember Our first kiss, numerous cuddles and hugs, and a lot more secrets shared.

Travelling to distant distances which helped me to explore her inch by inch, in a journey to make her seven super wishes true…

But I still feel downcast that she was no more in my life before I made her 7th wish come true

Suddenly my phone blinked with a notification pop up sound bringing me back to this world.

My WhatsApp witnessed a text message along with a photograph sent by a contact which was saved as MANU. The text message is as follows…

“ Arjun, have a look at this!”

The next second I saw the photograph sent along with that message, my eyes observed something very keenly by zooming the photograph to the best extent. That photograph created a mini tsunami inside my head which gave a strong shove to the memories which are submerged under the tides of time.

This picture reminded me of everything in one flash. It’s been 6 years since she entered into my life, and gave me lifelong memories to cherish with.

I used to feel sad once she left me and believed that everything had an end, everything must be stopped some day and waiting for that one day when my feelings for her are going to end.

But today I realized that," what feels like an end is often a new beginning.”

“Now I can make her seventh wish true!” My mind voice raised its voice, but this time not only my ears, even heart can also hear.

I couldn’t live the rest of my life here regretting the one chance to meet her again, to be honest, searching for her again.

Unknowingly, I took out the first and last diary I have ever written in my life.

I opened the first page and stared it in detail,

PRESENTED TO: Arjun Prakash.

That handwriting was well known to me as the owner of that handwriting also knows me well.

I started flipping pages and found some extraordinary lines written by me

This diary took me back to my college memories and I felt like watching my whole life in fast-forward.

The first page of my diary was as follows...