Chap 1 A New Journey OR Another turn ?
Chapter 1 Part 2nd GHAZAL’s STORY
In the journey of LIFE, we meet several fellow travellers. Need not say, some are just passers by, others may walk with us for a little distance. There are some who leave their marks on our mind and sometimes an impression on our life as well as our way of living. Then there are those few, who touch the very core of our heart and thereby leave a permanent imprint on our life, which may fade a little, with the passage of time, yet is never erased completely.
Ghazal’s JOURNEY was no different. So many people had touched her life, each playing a different role: sometimes as mentors, sometimes as friends, sometimes guardians. Vaibhav was one person who had been a little of all, but most importantly, he had introduced her to LOVE, a selfless and undemanding emotion, yet also very fulfilling and inspiring. He was no more with her, yet never left her completely. He was that part of her life, which breathed with her very existence.
She needed no reminders of HIM, as he lived in every breath she breathed, and his voice, that SWEET VOICE, echoed in every heart beat of hers. Yet, there was a legacy, he had left for her, HIS SONGS IN HIS OWN SWEET VOICE. All through these years, she had kept those audio cassettes, safe n sound, but never playing them. She could not bring herself to hear his voice again.
But this was another sweet morning, a new beginning, she knew in her heart, her best friend and her love would have wanted for her, had he been alive.
Although alive he still was in her very BEING.
In the journey of LIFE, we meet several fellow travellers. Need not say, some are just passers by, others may walk with us for a little distance. There are some who leave their marks on our mind and sometimes an impression on our life as well as our way of living. Then there are those few, who touch the very core of our heart and thereby leave a permanent imprint on our life, which may fade a little, with the passage of time, yet is never erased completely.
Ghazal’s JOURNEY was no different. So many people had touched her life, each playing a different role: sometimes as mentors, sometimes as friends, sometimes guardians. Vaibhav was one person who had been a little of all, but most importantly, he had introduced her to LOVE, a selfless and undemanding emotion, yet also very fulfilling and inspiring. He was no more with her, yet never left her completely. He was that part of her life, which breathed with her very existence.
She needed no reminders of HIM, as he lived in every breath she breathed, and his voice, that SWEET VOICE, echoed in every heart beat of hers. Yet, there was a legacy, he had left for her, HIS SONGS IN HIS OWN SWEET VOICE. All through these years, she had kept those audio cassettes, safe n sound, but never playing them. She could not bring herself to hear his voice again.
But this was another sweet morning, a new beginning, she knew in her heart, her best friend and her love would have wanted for her, had he been alive.
Although alive he still was in her very BEING.
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