A Proofless Life!

Today i felt the weather is just perfectly hot to be in Forum, roaming around there or read a book in the Landmark or sip a coffee at webworld. As always i enter the loo as soon as i get into the mall. And who i see there - a long lost friend. He is there and i couldnot believe he is there. We meet, he buys some peanuts from near the road, I detest them but share some. We sit at a place to the side of the "ramp" and continue talking. He speaks of his life till now. And i am more than happy to listen to him. He speaks of his school - three different ones in all and strong bonds everywhere. He speaks of his primary school where he had made many-many friends and all of them were lost ... for this long. He has discovered some of them through Orkut it seems but doesnot dare to meet them. I say how utterly ridiculous!

The he speaks of how he had been till tenth in one, after that, of which only memories remain. All who knew him in the school are now gone - all lost and scattered to wind! But still orkut has been helpful for keeping some of the lost ones to be met again. And then for the next two years he goes to a place very different to where he has been till then. He makes a few gud friends who keep in touch throughout.

After it came the college which literally "blows his mind". A place where you see and meet people in hundreds, who are not very different from you, though motivation and ambition might vary. Suddenly out to such an environment, he says, he struggles hard to keep himself afloat and survives! He says he was for a purpose there - and not just academics. A superior purpose of developing a personality and discovering himself. And when i asked if he was successful he answers in affirmative. I feel happy for this friend who has achieved what he wanted to, may be!

And then he asks me one question - if sometime i want to trace his life can i? I answer yes. But then he says correcting me - that i may trace his existence but not his life! Before i could ask anything he says he needs to leave. By this time it already has started raining. I do not ask why. I ask him if we can meet later ... he says sure, whenever! :) I see him off - he almost like gets camouflaged in the crowd of people and soon i no longer am able to trace him, standing at that entrance of forum! So i just start walking back to my home wondering really how proofless "lives" can be where u have no clue what happened in a life. You can say that a person lived here and did this but it was how he existed.

Song: I Will Never Let You Go