Monday, February 18, 2008

Hello Motto

Utkarsha had been busy for quite sometime. He was bored of what he was doing. He was not interested but he had been doing it for the heck of it. He was sitting alone on the terrace watching the twinkling stars and the shining moon. The breeze was caressing his face and hairs. He didn’t want to think about what had been happening or what had happened to him. He didn’t want to think about the past; he didn’t want to plan for future; he wanted to enjoy the present; he wanted to celebrate the present. He switched on his I-Pod. The starry night, the shining moon; the breeze and the music, everything looked prefect. Utkarsha could not stop himself from sleeping although he wanted to be awake for the whole night.

In his dreams, he found himself standing in the middle of a road. He had never been to this place before. He thought of reaching to some familiar place. He chose a direction after some calculations. As he started walking, he noticed an old man hammering the floor inside the premise of his house. He went close to him. He was completely immersed in what he was doing. Utkarsha said, “You look tired. Do you not find this job boring?” The old main replied, “No, I do not find this work boring. I don’t find it tiring because I will plant flowers after breaking this concrete floor. I will give life to this place. What do you do?” Utkarsha didn’t reply. He moved ahead thinking about the motive of his life.

The he saw his girlfriend with another guy. He felt as if he would die immediately. But, then he noticed the smile on her face. The way she was speaking; the way her lips were moving; he couldn’t figure out what she was telling to the guy with her but she was happy. He smiled at her and she returned the favor. They greeted each other. Utkarsha moved forward. Suddenly, he noticed his parents. They had come to the market for some regular shopping. Utkarsha didn’t go close to them. He kept watching them. Then his brother and sister joined his parents. He thought that they are the most lovable people he has with him. He started walking again thinking that love is something which inspires to live. You don’t expect anything in return but you can sacrifice everything for it.

He was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he didn’t realize that he was standing in the middle of the road. A huge truck came running and crushed Utkarsha under its enormous weight. He was dead.

Utkarsha was awake. His heartbeat was running at the highest speed. The sun was shining. Utkarsha thought that why we waste our life in doing what we don’t love. Just for a better life; just for some more money. The life is so unpredictable. So, why not do what we love, why not smile and bring smile to the faces of people we love. At least, it will keep you happy for today and nobody has seen tomorrow. He stood up and said to himself, “Hello MOTTO”.

Cheers!!

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

really very nice.. truth of life i think.. but second last para was a bit scary :) keep writing ...... :)

February 18, 2008 at 11:44 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

BahBah

February 19, 2008 at 7:32 AM  
Blogger PPD . said...

Good retrospections...sirf pahle para me ek chiz likna bhool gaye...woh saath me jo ek crate tha.....uska kya ??

Third para me to woh 'guy', uska bhai bhi ho sakta tha. Perceptions buddy !! uudas mat ho...picture abhi baaki hai :-)

Woh last para me typo hai kya?
-- He stood up and said to himself, “Hello MOTTU” --

he ! he ! he !

February 21, 2008 at 6:36 AM  

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