The Reason

Hope is what takes us high up and hope is what throws us down. I can't say how many things does it break but the fall sure hurts real damn bad!


15 June 2012, i stood on the edge of what seemed like a cliff giving ways to direct the end of life. I stood some good damn 
hundreds of feet away from ground but dangerously close to death. With a bottle of some God forsaken local beer brand i was only conscious enough to remember that the river was Teesta somewhere in Sikkim and it was roaring brown with the waters of impending monsoon.
   If i would have taken that jump, you people would have been saved from the misery of reading my sorry story!


Many if's and buts, what would have happened if i would have jumped? What now that i didn't? What this? Why that? and blah and blah and blah.... 




   This is not a story. Nah! i won't label it so. It doesn't have a  start, it doesn't have a climax neither a lesson to be learn't. Its an incident that shook me inside out, churned my soul to twisted angles, killed me , sent me to hell and yet brought it back to life.