The Rain of Relief
Amar was ecstatic. He was enjoying the drizzles. He could feel the freshness and enjoy every second. As he crossed the lane dancing carefree, the rain turned hostile. He saw two boys fighting from a distance.
“Oh in this weather, how can they fight?” he thought and started running towards them.
As he went closer and got a clear sight of one of them, he seemed recognizable.
Amar realized and froze for a second.
“Let’s go swimming?” The first boy taps on the second boy’s shoulder.
“In this rain?” The second boy was hesitant.
“Yes, it will be fun.” The first boy insisted.
“Okay,” the second boy said and they started running.
Amar followed them.
They stopped at a distance near a river bank.
“Let’s play here.” The first boy was feeling ecstatic.
“No, look. It's raining, and the water level is also high.” The second boy said.
“You are afraid. How will you enjoy life?” The First Boy smirked.
“oh ok,” The second boy took a step ahead and his leg slipped.
“Oh God!” They both screamed.
The second boy accidentally struck the first boy who went down the river. There was a log of wood that hit his head, and he went unconscious and went away with the flow.
“Pareshhhhhh” He yelled but the flow was heavy and in seconds he was out of sight.
Paresh was nowhere to be seen. The second boy was not able to understand what to do or what to say. He felt numb. He looked back once.
Amar can see his face clearly. Amar was frozen and his heart was racing. He was short of breath. He took out his inhaler and sat on the ground.
The second boy was Amar himself.
Amid the rain he relived his trauma once again. This was not the first time, but the pain is the same. The tears were overshadowing the raindrops.
“It was not my fault.” Amar thought while crying.
In the past 15 minutes, the complete feeling has changed. From spring to darkness, this has been the emotions for Amar.
“Yes, it was not your fault” A voice broke from behind.
“Whaaa..t” Amar just turned back.
“Yes, it was my carefree attitude that led to this” The voice becomes heavier.
“Who are you?” Amar was surprised.
“I am Paresh,” he said.
“Not possible” Amar was in disbelief.
“Come with me” Paresh took Amar with him to a hotel room.
They sat together.
“I found myself on a hospital bed when I opened my eyes. My face and my body were not recognizable. I was not able to speak. It took me close to a year to get back to normal from the trauma and almost 5 years to regain my true self. I am here to say sorry” Paresh sighed.
“Oh, you are alive” A sigh of relief from Amar, as if he got natural medicine for such a long trauma. He hugged Paresh tightly, and they both cried, once in for all.
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