memories to cherish

THE BID-ADIEU

though a hectic and sweating schedule it was,it was never a burden on my spine,we had laughs we had fun,though a loner at heart i can say i enjoyed it,as i saw life with someone else's eyes,life is not just about good things,paasing time in coffee bars(which i often do),hanging around with pals,i can say i got an exposure not only on academic part,rathes moral,being an ethics capsule my visits to an asyllum in lucknow NUR MANZIL,SAMADHAN,CHESHIRE HOME,SAMARPAN,CHETNA,AND KGMU,i learnt there was no problem in my life,my pains seemed to be so small,there was a patient,with home i had developed a bonding,the reason being she was muslim(this is our speciality)maybe,i felt the grief inside here heart,a new bride left by husband forever just because she didn't give the desired co-operation...hell with that rascal,she has schizophrenia,doctors say,but i know she is very much fine,you almighty i will see you soon,i have to get some answers from you,she has everything,she saw me with hope,and me,standing still and so dum,helpless,i asked my self what can i do? thEre comes the PSYCHO,we shared something in common.that was,filling pages with ink to express our solitude to ourselves,so i asked her to forget everything and to start from now,she would write one poem a day,and would call me in the weekend,i should tell you even after we have ended our training in lucknow,i still visit her,for she means a lot more than a patient to me,she has taught me things i was unaware of,anyways i think i used my vactions to the best i would have,i pray for everyone's wellness,may he help us all.

something else that brought tears to my eyes was the send off i gave to my classmates,i am not that emotional but,as one of my classmate calls me BHAAIJAN i always treted her as a sister,the very day they were moving to ALIGARH,i invited them to my relative's place,and we had lunch together,they retired for a while and i went charbagh to give them a send off,though they all meant nothing but classmates just classmates,i had my eyes wet,i turned my face,standing inside that bus,she gave me her hand,i kept my hand on her head,she cried,human emotions...i guess,but i am no exception,i used to think otherwise earlier,one of my uncle,who happens to be father of my best friend told me,LIFE IS A CHALLENGE and nothing else everything else is wasteful,just take it up,if you have courage,and in this challenge emotions are mountains so hard to climb,i look forward to my workshop as a psychologist in NIMHANS BANGALORE,in july,but can't forget the days i had here in LUCKNOW,the city which gave me my important lessons of life,indeed,i miss it everytime i am away,and my soul breathes free,when i am in lucknow,another good reason- A SHI'ITE WOULD ALWAYS THINK LIKE THAT,hai na?