A moment of literal joy :)

Losing anything is nagging…awful…gruesome or what so ever adjective you can relate it with; (be it as small as a mouse or as big as a house, be it a key , diary, sanity, ipod etc.) And the feeling haunts to the worst when you lose something you stake your life on….and you put all possible efforts to get that. And then you blame ‘jinx’ or ‘Bad luck’ for it.

But you know sometimes(only sometimes), right things happen at right time, right place to make you realize…(you will know shortly).

Last Wednesday, I was sitting at a corner table in food court and seriously cogitating upon the events that happened in my life. A million thoughts were swarming in my mind like a pack of bees whose beehive has been disturbed. I struggled to rein them. I wanted to shout at the thoughts telling them to stop, but they would refuse. I felt it was always the ‘LUCK FACTOR’ that defeated me. Feelings were powerful and logic was crushed under their weight.

When I was a child, a conviction crawled into my tender mind that I was ‘Not-so-lucky’. And I could make up a hundred good reasons to prove that. (Funniest one being whenever…whenever I played ‘Raja-Vazeer-Chor-Sipahi’, a game wherein we pick paper chits, 90% of the times I would be the ‘chor’ i.e. getting a zero..:) ).I need one full page to describe those ‘good’ reasons. So why to increase work for your eyes. So many times, I would try to negate such thoughts but eventual events would strengthen my conviction. Though I never discussed it with anyone but the inner war between me and me was never inactive.

Again all this was creeping in my mind when I was in the food court thinking about the recent mayhem caused by the alleged bad luck. I was too besotted with my own thoughts to notice even a firm masculine voice. “Hey Ashima !...Thank You! You are so lucky for me!. Ashima whenever I see you something  good awaits me. Last week I met you twice and after meeting you, on both the occasions I received good news.” Actually he has made it to two very good colleges that offer MBA.

“You said ‘LU..CC…KK..YY’ ?” , my words were out even before I realized it!                                                                          

The guy wore a weird visage and said, “Ya I did!”.

As I heard him, a smile had begun to widen on my crestfallen face. Though I know I had no role to play in his success but still I felt as if I was freed from some heavy burden I carried since time immemorial. I felt as light as a feather. (I may sound insane, please bear with me.  )

I felt a plethora of emotions that I had no name to give. It was first time in ages that I was told such words. So the right thing happened at right time.

So now I sit here staring at my paper thinking what else to write to render this piece a conclusion. This post is still in its skeletal form. But I still feel fully content to leave it incomplete.

Its completeness can be felt by the (Un)Lucky ones. 