This new year get over it!!
Location: Bergamo, Italy
This new year get over it!!
Location: Bergamo, Italy
Uncle George woke up early in the morning and was surprised to see john already dressed up and all set for their yet another boat ride. Morning Uncle! said John. Let’s start moving. This time we are going towards south.
George: Im sorry son you know I won’t; actually I can’t.
John: Uncle I don’t understand why. But this time I have decided and I won’t take no as an answer. Pleaseee let’s go. Just once for me.
George: It’s been 25 years; I don’t remember the route either.
John: That’s alright, I have done my homework.
With this, George and John started their journey. John was super excited to explore this new route. It was something he always wanted and finally managed.
After some hours of ride, they decided to get a break.
John: Let’s quickly grab something to eat.
George: Yes son, a good idea. Let’s go to ‘The Jane’s’. It seems to be a good coffee shop.
The moment they entered the shop, john was struck by a beautiful young lady.
John: Hi Miss. I… we… you… sorry I am lost. Uncle George could you please place the order.
While uncle George was busy eating, john was lost in his own thoughts of living a happily married life with her. After sometime, john managed to approach the girl and exchanged few words. He came out smiling.
George: Shall we move ahead or you have changed your mind?
John: (with a smile) when we will return I am going to propose her. I know she is the one I want to spend my whole life with.
George: Ah, finally.
They both laughed.After spending an eventful day down south; john hand picked some flowers and champagne. As soon as they approached the shop, john became impatient. He rushed towards the shop and was happy seeing her again. Her sparkling eyes were love at first sight. But something has changed. She looks older than her age. Yes, young man what I can get for you? the lady asked. I.. I am looking for Miss Jane. You look so similar. Are you her aunt? No young man, I am Miss Jane.
John: But… I met her in the morning, she was a young girl, we talked to each other and I promised to return.
Miss Jane: Are you john? John from winderland?
John: Yes, that’s right. Now can you please call her. I can’t wait to see her.
Miss Jane broke in tears. Miss Jane: I waited, waited my whole life. How could you do this to me. You promised to return the same day but you are returning after 25 long years.
John was taken aback, he was confused and sad and lost at the same time.
John: What is going around. Is this a joke? Im right here returning after few hours of boat ride. Uncle George did you hear that. How is it possible?Uncle George: Son, I am still trying to solve mystery of my last visit.
John handed over the flowers and champagne to uncle George and left. Left to never look back.
Time passed by…While john was setting boat for the ride, mike asked Uncle john if they could go down south. To which john said Im sorry son you know I won’t; actually I just can’t.
This room needs renovation. But why? This 200 year old building is so pretty and picturesque. Stone walls with highly decorative lacy openings in Gothic window is magnificent. Light coming straight from the sun above and the hanging lamp is adding charm and character to this room.
Wish I could stay here little long, but it is getting dark and I don’t see anyone around. I should leave now. Wait.. where is the exit? There has to be a way out right? I am so stupid, of course there is. But where?
I want to scream, scream out loud. Loud enough to be heard by someone. But why these walls are so thick and why the window doesn’t open. Is there a way to break out? Why this lamp isn’t working. Lot of questions but no one to answer. I shall try once again. HELLO… HELLLOO…
It’s almost midnight, all I can hear is the wind blow. I could have reached home by now but I am here in middle of nowhere. There is nothing I can do right now, let me sleep instead.
This room needs renovation. But why? This 200 year old building is so pretty and picturesque… AND THE JOURNEY CONTINUES…
Go towards your Left.. Oh wait, I meant the other left.. whatever!!
Every single time when someone approach me for direction, I become super excited as if they are going to hand over a trophy if I tell right direction about going left. But to my no surprise, I end up goofing up Left with Right and vice versa. Thankfully my hands point to the right direction (thereby securing at-least the consolation prize :P)
After every fail attempt I laugh at myself and cherish similar incidents of past and console myself by saying “That’s OK even my dad used to do the same”.
It never occurred to me until today that this is unusual, which need a fix rather than ignoring or putting it on my father.
Thanks to my mentor for bringing this up. For the first time, I gave a thought about it and did some digging online keeping my fingers crossed to see if it is a psychological, neurological or IQ issue to say the least. Apparently, the left-right confusion or the phenomenon, is quite common and not a problem to be concerned about. There are various test available online to confirm where we stand with respect to this confusion. Though there is no remedy but by keeping calm, avoiding stress and most importantly by not thinking about the prize while assisting others with the direction will surely help in getting right direction about left.
One fine day, while I was studying my father came and surprised me with a gift. It was a tiny book with an interesting subject line “Who moved my cheese” by Dr Spencer Johnson.
Considering it to be a storybook, I decided to give a shot; but to my surprise, it taught me some important lessons of the lifetime. This amusing and enlightening book was more powerful than I could even think of. Many circumstances since then have proved me over and again that:
Life is no straight and easy corridor along
Which we travel free and unhampered,
But a maze of passages,
Through which we must seek our way,
Lost and confused, now and again
Checked in a blind alley.
But always, if we have faith,
A door will open for us,
Not perhaps one that we ourselves
Would ever have thought of,
But one that will ultimately
Prove good for us
— A. J. Cronin
Even Super Moon went unnoticed till clouds rolled by…