An Unusal Conversation #3

"It has been a while you cared to visit me". I was surprised by the way Dude greeted me when I bumped into him accidentally. I have always wondered why I need a carrier to carry my stories. Dude is no exception. Afterall everyone need a means to express themselves. His anger is quite acceptable.

"So whatup?"
"Hah...nothing much. The usual work...Just trying to reflect lifes."

He is not the he used to be, or is he? I smell something different.

"Heard you are moving around a lot nowadays?". Most of the time my counterpart kicks me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah a few calls here and there"
"Any toasts?"
"No luck yet. So whatcha ya doin?"
"The same old stuff. Writing badly, reading how to write better and thinking a lot when will I write my best".
"Hmm..any interesting new story?"
"I can say one in the pipeline..will talk about it when I finish it".
"Hmm..
""Ok..tell me about your calls. Someone told you have a bunch of offers?"
"Yup..having them still open, yet to talk with one more guy"
"Ahaa..I see you never told me that. Anyways congrats"
"Thanks. By the way, what is happening with buddy?"
"No digressions...anyways he is enjoying life, just like you, getting whatever he wants"
"What do you mean like me? I just have a normal life like everyone. You are the one who enjoys every second of your life, living the life passionately to your fullest satisfaction..."
"Hey..hey...give me a break..being passionate in life is not success. Real success is what you actually achieve. Passions never give you burps...I am still starving"
"True! Your starvation is your success. I would love to throw everything and start searching things like you until I am completely satiated, but I can't stand my hunger more than four hours. I atleast need some junkie to feed me."
"Excuse me you are not feeding you alone, you are feeding your family. Your junk food is your achievement and it speaks your skills".
"I really don't understand you. Are you trying to say that being an average Joe is an achievement?"
"You are skilled enough that you are not below average in the first place. In the second place, you are actually above average".
"Don't use your word plays with me"
"You did what your mind wanted you to do and not what your heart wanted...just... unlike me".
"Do you think I had fun while doing all those things?"
"Are you trying to say I am having a lot of fun now?"
"Aren't you?"
"How can one when he sees his life running out of him?"
"What are you losing anyways?"
"Hmm...Its a long list...but I could say one thing for sure. If things weren't the same like this before, I would have been you and you'd have been me!"
"Hey...are you angry? Don't get upset for some silly things"
"Aye...you are right. Getting upset for silly things is not a maturity sign. And just a small correction before I leave, I am not angry!"

Still something haunts me. Did he say his usual work is to reflect lifes?

Freshman

I just moved in. Moving is not an easy joke. I just discovered I had such a lot of 'useful' stuff that can be used as valuable samples for an environmental researcher. How many boxes, bags and cartons? Man! I hate it. But I'm helpless. Oh by the way, I am just now reminded of my one twenty seven minutes old hunger. Must eat something. Something...I don't think there is any food joint nearby. Heck! Just a sec, I had a couple of noodles packet with me. Mmm...noodles, noodles, noodles....whooo such a mess here. Aha! who said searching a needle in the Atlantic is the dificult task? The UPS carton...I must start with you darling. I feel something square..maybe the noodles..Hmm books- management principles, microeconomics, and this one with no cover; looks like a short story collection. First edition in 1986...preface..foreword..

This place is so bright that I could harm my eyes. I am new to this place. Hardly a day old I have been here. I should admit about my reluctancy to come here. Literally I was pulled here. This place is large, bright, hot, lively and crowded in comparison with my earlier niche; I am not denying it. But I don't like this atmosphere and I don't want to be here.

Why 'Freshman'? I don't find a school nor a student. Is there something underlying that is obscure to me? At times excessive smartness easily finds its way to trash. Wha..what's that noise? Is someone knocking? Is it the old lady next door? Not again! Ofcourse she is friendly, but how many times in half a day? Huh! there is no one. Noise? Whatever it may be let me continue...

I can't stand the heat in this dry land. Mmm...such a warm place I used live before. Yeah, my ex-land was damp and wet. So what? It never let me down. Never, ever. I always had a great temperature there. Neither too hot, nor too cold. Oh God! Please take me back there. It was really a haven; the safest place I have ever been. Why they brought me here? No one will so stupid to leave such a lovely home. Please! Please! Someone hear me?

What can I call this - coincidence or suggestive symbolism? Surprises are sweet because we face them when we are not prepared. Won't we experience a harvest of happiness when we meet our childhood friend accidentally; I am in a similar situation. Are emotions really so powerful or is it their literal representation? Maybe the strength lies in the vocabulary and the presentation.

I am crying; crying at the top of my head. Just listen to me guys, Please I beg you....No one seems to be listening to me. They only feed me and treat me as a doll. Everybody seems to enjoy at my tears. The place looks like a carnival. I don't understand why. But I can sense a thing clearly. The woman besides me seems to be the happiest person in the lot. I wonder there exists something between us; she never moves away from me. I think I must never leave her too!