Nilu was a studious,
shy and introvert girl. Right from childhood she would shy off from talking to people.
As she grew up her friend circle would often mistake her to be an arrogant one.
But she was a humble, kind-hearted and was gentle as a lamb. She was fond of
self communion; she was in fact a day dreamer. She would have close circle of
friends which included only girls, with whom she used to confide some of her
secrets, fantasies and her future ambitions. At
heart she was a fun-loving girl.
She hailed
from a middle class family. Despite this Nilu’s parents treated her like
princess. They would never compromise on her upbringing. She was sent to the
best school in the town, provided best attires and given modern amenities and
studying facilities, which could only be afforded by kids belonging to rich
social status.
But,
there was strangeness to Nilu’s luck. Whenever she purchased
anything new it would have slight defectiveness to it. Though she would be very
careful in selecting stuff’s for herself, it can rather be called as her fate
that she would always land up buying pieces, which would turn out to be
defective. The defective quotient was not only limited to things she purchased
for herself but the gifts she received from her parents would always have sum
defects. She would discover holes in shawl of her newly bought dress; sometimes
her newly bought shoes bore scratches and marks. She was very well aware of her
defective luck and could not ignore it. She would get agitated and hurt and
sometimes even questioned God for her defective luck.The incident that moved
her most was the day she got her first mobile on her 19th birthday
and after 3 days of using it, she had to exchange that phone because it showed
a defective Camera.
When she was
in college she met a guy, who was humble and caring. He was the first person in
her life she thought who had boosted her confidence and appreciated the beauty
of her heart; she fell in love with him. After 3 years of loving relationship
her guy broke-up with her without even giving her an explanation. He refused to
communicate to her. There was a non-committal silence from
his side; which exhausted all her patience. Neither was
there last minute sobbing nor final goodbye to seal everything. She tried her
level best to save her relationship. She tried to cling to the relationship by
reminding him of the past flair of their love. But the more she tried to grip
her bond the more it went sliding between her fingers like a gravel of sand,
there came a point that the ignorance level grew to such extent and the
relationship went so bitter that she decided to walk out. The break-up came to
shatter her confidence totally, she hated herself, and she felt that the
break-up was attributed due to her looks. She felt her defective luck and her
average looks were reason for her break-up. She refused to speak to her friends
and family and would lock herself on the pretext of poor health.
She gave up her appetite which made her pale from months of fasting. From a
confident fun loving person she had been reduced to a nervous creature. The
emotional malaise, with which she was inflicted, refused to leave her.
Seeing this,
her mother decided to confront her. After few unsuccessful denials she finally revealed
the secret of her break-up. She even mentioned that she thought herself to be
very unlucky and inferior. Her mother; a sensible lady, with an eye of
experiences counselled her. Nilu’s mother politely told her that ‘she shouldn’t
believe in superstitions like such’. She explained her that the defective
pieces were only limited to materialistic things she got and received and she
should thank the almighty for revealing the true façade of the person who was
not defective in his physical attributes but in his thoughts and communication
which were uncharacteristically defective. She asked her, how her life would
shape into, if fate wouldn’t be fateful and not divulged the true colours of
that guy before it was too late. It’s very hard to spend your whole life with a
person who cannot share the bond of communication with you. The phase that you
experienced my child may be love for you, whereas it might just have been a
mere infatuation for the other person. So, it was wise to forgive and forget….
Her mother
told her-
Nilu my child, “you have a beautiful life waiting for you ahead.’’
You may
encounter problems worst and severe than this, but one has to be strong and
never fail to explore and discover your inner beauty and beauties surrounding
you. When life throws you into challenges like this you should take it as a
learning experience and not let it affect you characteristically. Lacking in
confidence, zest to live and feeling inferior are experienced mostly by weak
person; I know my brave Nilu is braver than I think her to be.
story written by jessica reddiar
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Note: This is a work of
fiction .All characters and events are totally imaginary.
