Let's start over
She opened a blank notebook…
Again...
She started writing journal when she was 12 and decided that she will only write experiences that makes her happy. It was her believe that journals are another way to remember good things. As per her plan, when she will be old, she will read all her journal and will only smile. Nothing saddening. Nothing melancholy. What could possible go wrong in her life when she has a loving family, couple of extremely good friends and a wonderful life.
But life has other plans, which were not so parallel with hers’.
Her fight with her bestest friend, was the first awful thing she mentioned in it. For next two days, she did not write. When she opened it back, she ripped down all the previous pages. But promised that now nothing will go wrong.
“Bhagwaan ji, only happy memories please. Let’s start over.”
She opened her blank notebook and started again.
Second was when her father lost his job and she couldn’t apply for good colleges despite of good percentage. She was furious, not with anyone but with God. She slashed the pages again and started over with a blank notebook.
Third was when her college sports’ teacher called her to his office after school.
She started over.
Forth was when her childhood love, her best friend, left her.
She started over.
Fifth was when she was told that her performance was not good in last quarter which diminished her chances of promotion. She knew it’s not her performance but her straight forward ‘NO’.
She started over.
Sixth, when she found out that her husband is seeing someone else.
She started over.
Seventh, when her son, her only child, whom she raised alone, died in a road accident.
She started over.
Today, exactly after a year, she is diagnosed with last stage of leukemia. She again gathered herself and opened her blank notebook.
Date: 18 Sep 2016
Time: 10:25 PM
Place: Room No:4, Ward- F, Shijeevan Hospital, Noida.
Dear Life,
Let’s start over, like it’s a brand new life. With no miseries and no worries. I’m grateful to everything you have offered me. All these experiences made me who I am and I’m proud of myself :)
Best part about you is that you always moved on, and took me forward with you.
Let’s do this again.
Love
Neeti
Author's note: Always remember, the life you are living is also a dream of millions. You may have thousands of issues, so does everyone else.
So never judge.
You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.
And keep smiling, cause whatever comes it always goes on.
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