In a country like India, leaving home for your ambition or dream is not very easy. And it's even harder when your home is safe enough to keep you away from the world outside untill the point comes when you finally decide to hit the open road all by yourself. And when you first face the world completely by your own you feel defeated, lost and alone. Those are the first few tough days of your journey. For some it's just a few days, for some it's weeks, for some months and for some even more I guess.
When I was first out of my home I can't remember how many days it took me to stabilize myself. I somehow made it through. And now it's been two and a half years I'm out of home. And now that I have time & right peace of mind to look back at the time & wonder, I realize there were so many people who helped me through that time.
Searching through the old mails surprisingly I found one of them-my first chat friend. He not only stood by me on every silly doubt of mine, he also made it so easier to take whatever odds came in my way. But through the quest of happier time he was forgotten. He was lost from my life all & for ever. May be it's because he's just a chat friend and because of the fact that I hardly ever realized that at the other end of the line a heartbeat's going on, it was so easy to erase him from my life without a second thought. But to be honest looking back at then now I don't feel guilty. Instead I feel lucky to get a friend like that at any point of my life. And after all you can't move on in your life along with every single person you care for. Coz life is like a journey where everyone has the same destination but each one finds a different way to reach it.
All you can do is keep the memory alive inside you. And digging that memory I can tell one thing to him -"Dear friend I still remember you and I'll always remember how much we meant to each other".
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