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You.Left.Me.Alone.Why?

Have you ever caught in a “moment” which you never dreamed of nor have any hope of experience it again? I am sure many have felt this before and wrote about it in this way. There is nothing new. But yet I ought to write my own experience. There is a moment, a very special moment, an inexpressible feel for sure, that knocks you down and says aloud that it is a moment to stay in your memory forever as fresh as it is now.

[Let me use “you” and avoid any direct reference]

Those who know you know that you come here, to this very campus, at least once in a month. The calendar shows that the last one was on May 19. It was a strange day and I am going to write about it or rather sharing my twaddle.

There was a gentle breeze. There was a beautiful twilight. There were tall buildings majestically apart from each other. There were summer night clouds weaving their magic in the sky. There were noises from moving vehicles. There were people walking. There were hundreds of other things. And there were you and me. None of them are new. I was gazing at you. A deep mesmerising moment took me into a hypnotic trance. I don’t know what it is. A sudden dumbness. A deafness. A blindness.

Maybe it was how beautiful you were at that moment. No, not the physical appearance! You guys got what I am trying to say, don’t you? No words for it to be expressed precisely what or how it was. I should have captured the wholeness in my camera and showed it to the world. There is no privacy concern. I need no special permission from you to do. Yet I didn’t do. I couldn’t do. I was lost. Lost in… what do people call it? Perhaps it is once in a lifetime experience. It is impossible to recreate some moments, that moment!

You were not in a hurry. Neither I but I kept walking, walking away from you. That is not unusual. That is the way it has been. But that day was very different. I should have stayed a bit more. I should have watched you a bit more. It cannot be a blessing, or is it? It just had happened in that way. Let it be! You left. You left me alone with that ineffable feeling. I felt a great disappointment later. Yes, that was late. If I tell the agony in me to mom, she will curse herself for introducing you to me. But I know even otherwise I wouldn’t have missed you. That is inevitable. That is written. That is destiny. That is life.

I feel so blessed for this birth in this earth for that single moment. There is Amalthea, there is Siarnaq, there is Umbriel and there are many more of your type but I wonder why you alone got no name! Or I don’t know it yet. Anyway, we all know how to call you.

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