No one can have the real taste of losing, unless one had lost someone special. You lose a commodity, and may find it the next day, or lose a friend and make another one, nothing can move you as it does when one has lost a closest friend. When she goes far off from scene it hurts you, it pain you, it takes away your sleep, your appetite and everything under your command, and only then one realizes this that the friends should have been taken lightly. I had never bothered in my life to spare time for others as I had someone, who used to spare time and always took care of me. I was not to love, but I always thought to be the “beloved one” as the warmth and affection had always come from the other side. And when she was no more with me - I had been left alone in the bewilder ness of this world, I had no one to talk with, no one to wipe tears rolling down my cheeks. It was indeed the most difficult time of my life. I had never been so helpless, so hopeless as I was at that time.

My feelings of despair, discontentment, frustration and agony of losing had started haunting my mind. I had become intolerable for others. The pleasant cool wind touched me as it had been a fire and I felt as I had been exposed to scorching heat. I had the strange feelings - very different thoughts. I had simply gone selfish. I remained almost in the state of comma for quite sometime unless, one fine morning, after a sleepless night, I saw my mother, lying in her bed in pensive mood, casting her eyes in the roof. It looked as she had not slept the whole night. It jolted me further when I learnt that she had been in this miserable condition, due to my losing interest in life. It reminded me of the hard fact that I had been a source of worry for my mother. The new realization suddenly changed the patron of my thoughts. I realized as I had been acting very selfish with the one for whom I had been very special. I had been perhaps not fair with my mother by not caring for her feelings. New feelings provided me new lease of life as another thought had come to my mind. I should have been living for others. I should have learnt to come true to others expectations. I should have helped others in their hour of need, I should have learnt to heel others wounds. And I learnt it all after I had lost someone special.