I am a staunch believer in the theory of parallel universes. It takes into account every possible outcome that can branch from any given event.So if you optimistic enough,and you run into a debacle,you can seek solace in the fact that in some other parallel world,you are not in the state of misery that you are in now.
It all started as a perfect day,beginning with 40 pull-ups, no breakfast, an incomplete newspaper and all intentions to sit the fuck down and study till your arse gave out....orrrrr maybe at least till lunch. But the day had other ways to pan itself out. I get out of my room in half a mood to go for celebrating my seniors' placement,and the other half to go,have my lunch,come back to my 'rear torture'.I kind of did both.I was starving,so I had lunch,then I also (unfortunately) ran into my seniors.............and all the remaining i have to type is boring rant of very low grade which shall make you sleep if you just had an expresso,even more so if you had a redbull.
As 'mystical and 'Kung-fu'ish' the next part sounds,I felt an inner calling forcing me to write/type the stuff i have in mind. When we left for the celebrations,we were 21 in number. We returned 20. A high tide and a fraction of time snatched away one of us. The sea took him in. The one who I talk about shall remain un-named,for the sole reason that that person could have been any of the 21 of us who left the gates of my college.
All in high spirits,jokes galore...we,with every passing moment,moved closer to the last day for one among us. Maybe I haven't seen death so close,maybe I am over-reacting along with a lot of other maybes' but it is slightly hard to digest how you were talking with a person five minutes ago,and the next thing to hit you is the fact that the same person in no more. I ain't like he and I were inseparable ,nor did we share a bond to boast about.
I have never known myself to manifest my feelings on the outside the way it feels inside.I don't know how one normally reacts to death. As widely documented the reaction has been, I never felt anything. I mean quite literally,after receiving the news,I actually felt nothing,absolutely blank..I might as well go to the extent of saying ...dumbstruck. And this may sound blunt,wrong and everything else,but I was purely thankful that I had been spared. I mean for all things I know,In some (yes,this may officially sound preposterous) other world/parallel universe,I was the one who drowned. So in effect,a part of each of us has died on the day I write this,in some unknown part of another universe,at least in theory.
The next thing that bothers me beyond measure is that, the parents of the boy are yet ,either in denial/have been mostly in the dark/are extremely adept to take on adversity. When the whole thing happened,I feel like crying as I imagine about the situation at the guy's home.For one thing,your parents never stop thinking about you after you set foot out of the house. Usually,unless explicitly informed,they live under the impression that you are doing safe and sound. The scene goes like this....
The mother is at home,thinking her kid's all jolly,enjoying himself,studying,well on his road to success,where as in reality, the bloke's no more for the last one hour. Sadly,she's not going to know about it for the next couple of hours until the friends,college authorities and all the blah.. blahh ...blahhhhs are compelled to spill the news due to inescapable reasons.
For a second,you genuinely feel responsible for leaving a mother's universe shattered. But when you come to look at it from a logical/selfish point of view,one mother's shattered world is kind of better than the shattered world of four. It sounds like the words of the devil,but it is true.
One thing that is absolutely inescapable is that,whether or not four people jump in to your rescue, you and you alone are purely responsible for your own safety.And if you cannot take that responsibility,you might as well lose that fucking thing of yours called life.
The last and the final element of human nature called STANDING AND WATCHING!!! This isn't my first tryst with this habit of a crowd. Anything happens,a guy is being beaten up,some random quarrel,and now,a guy is drowning....and all people are doing is..........yeah!!! WATCHING!!! I got three words to tell you. FUCK YOU ALL!!! and three more words...GET A LIFE!!! Point is,what ever is happening is NOT,you read that right, NOT for your entertainment! You either do two of the things
1-Put your life at risk,save the concerned party's life/prevent the impending catastrophe orr.....
2-You just walk away as the issue is not supposed to trouble you even otherwise.
I know this stuff will reach 30-40 people(now I am being optimistic here!) but please do not bother showing your fake concern by standing there and WATCHING! You might as well go home,masturbate your heart out and feel good/pathetic(for those having Post Masturbation Guilt Syndrome) about yourself.That way you do the suffering person a favor by clearing way for him when REAL help turns up!! Seriously,it's like a bit of knowledge about the person in trouble won't help you win 'Who wants to be a millionaire'/'Kaun banega karorpati'/'Ningalkum aavam kodeeshwaran' or any random third world version of the first mentioned show. It is another thing if you want to be a star of the show called 'I Am an Arsehole'. Now the real trouble here is that even that will be difficult for you as even here,too much competition man!!/woman!!(I don't have gender bias). So please,next time around,make way!!
I had all intentions to go overboard today.Situation called for it I guess. For those who had the misfortune of sharing the experience with me,I can only hope that they see this somehow and accept my apology for the fact that I could not contribute to an individual/collective effort to save a life. To those who went out of their way in an attempt to do so, I bow to your selflessness. And to those who stood there and watched,I raise my finger to you and imagine you drowning in your own shame.
And as for my fan following of the Parallel Universe theory,I hope in not one but many of the verses(technically can't use universe here),we still returned 21......
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