I woke up in the middle of a dream on a bright Monday morning. I dont remember what it was all about now but all I saw was bright sunshine warming my room. I quickly ran to her. She looked like she was sleeping. I had asked her to wake me up at 5.00 am. She had not kept her word. I nudged her. She was still not responding. Then I took the last step. Shook her and banged her on her head. Slowly she showed signs of life. I was relieved. I asked her what time it is but she was behaving funny like she had a hangover. She was blank.
I quickly ran to the clock just to find out it was 7.20 am. Damn!!! I had to pick my mom in the station at 6.00 am. Just as she was quietly getting back to her senses, I immediately called my dad to get my mom's mobile number. She has 3 phones and I wasn't sure which one she would be carrying. While I was talking to my dad, she again fainted. I was angry and irritated. Here I was trying to get in touch with my mom and settle down things. Banged on her head the second time. She slowly showed signs of life again. I quickly called my mom on the number she frequently uses. Luckily I managed to contact her 'through the air' ( 'on the line' is only when you have connecting wires between phones. When using mobile phones, there are no physical lines. So to be technically and literally correct, I use 'through the air' :D).
Poor Mom! She had reached the station by 7.00 am (luckily the train was one hour late- for the first time, am happy the trains are running so late). She had tried calling me. She managed to get to the station entrance slowly dragging her luggage in phases all the way past 17 coaches. I apologised and asked her to take an auto to my place. It was no point trying to go all the way to station to pick her as it would take atleast 1 hr for me to get there and that would be a total waste of time.She couldnt even remember the name of the place I stayed. After repeating it several times to her, she managed to board an auto by 7.40 am.
I quickly refreshed myself and decided to get the necessary things for home. I expected her to be home by 8.20 am but reached only by 8.40 am . The auto driver had taken the longer route. In the middle of all this, my colleague was asking me details to get to the school. We were both supposed to meet an important person in a very far away place at 9.30 am. I frantically tried to message him when again my crazy friend fainted.
What was wrong with her? Till the day before, she was perfectly fine. About a month ago, she had accidentally fallen into a water pool. I immediately stretched my hand and pulled her out. After wiping her, she seemed to respond well. After that incident, she did behave strangely a couple of times. For a couple of days, she couldn't move her hands freely. I had taken her to the physician. He treated her and she felt better. Its been almost a month now and she felt less charged. She used to become tired easily and I had to give her usual energy drink more often. I was hoping she would recuperate well and be her usual self soon. But the day before , I gave her an extra dose of the energiser thinking that would fully charge her up. Could that me the cause of her sudden illness?
Intermittently she showed signs of recovering but kept fainting quite often. I thought she would be fine by evening and decided to head to the far away place. I managed to inform my colleague that I would be late for the meeting. Usually meetings with new people run for more than an hour. So I thought I could catch up with them somehow. To my dismay, I got extra delayed waiting for the bus and meeting got over sooner than usual. Everything seemed to be going bad.
I spoke with my friend later on after reaching office. She seemed better then. I tried giving her the usual energy drink. She was responding well but I realised her body temperature was increasing drastically after that. I didnt know what to do. I decided to give her more rest and see later. There were other things running in my head. The next day, I tried to talk to her. Her memories seemed intact and made her recover them as much as I could. Somehow I felt I was loosing her but didn't want to loose her memories as well. She had been a good friend for more than three years now. She was really good at building new contacts. I used to practise photography with her. A good companion. We used to listen to songs together.
Next day, the inevitable happened. She failed to respond. I tried waking her up. I tried giving her the usual nudge. I tried to give her her favourite energy drink. Nothing seemed to work. She was gone. There was no coming back. Sometimes its so hard to accept the truth. It takes a while to move on. I try to console myself that her soul still lives in another body. She might be dead physically but her soul still lingers.
- Dedicated to my mobile Nokia 5310
P.S This is what happens when one starts loving things and using people instead of it being the other way round. Just an attempt to try and personify objects. Stop being controlled by artefacts, start living!
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