Dear Stranger!

We live in different time and space which our mind creates. Before we became friends, a teacher, a colleague, we started as strangers. Circumstance makes us known and together. Else life is strange and mysterious. Things are strange, time gets stranger and feelings gets the strangers.

Today, I just want to remember some of those strangers whom I met in different circumstances. Because in our memory lane, as we remember the time and place that we lived in, we remember them by default. Their presence in our memories is unstoppable because they made our time normal or sometimes special. There are many of them. Writing about every single one of them would portrait my whole time being. And that’s too much to cover on a single blog. So few strangers and time remembering them.

Dear Stranger,
We were on a school tour traveling on a bus. You were sitting by my side. Suddenly, you started holding your head tight with your hands and started to cry. It worried me so much and also grabbed the attention of the whole class. The bus suddenly stopped after your situation got bad. You shouted to hold your head and I did it tightly for a long time. I hold it so tight with my two hands that I can still feel that intensity. We made the tour together and reached home back safe.

Dear Stranger,
In my tenth grade, I was singing a song in front of the whole school. The song was special. It was not supposed to impress her. At that time there was something strange going on and that stranger was no more a stranger. But that situation was strange. As I completed the first para and started singing next I saw her and forgot the lyrics. Damn! Stranger, I don’t know if you know this :P, but that strange memory is my best one I have in my mind. Now after all these years, we are again in different space and situations but this memory will always be with me.

Dear Stranger,
Initial days of my high school, where everyone knew very few about each other. Our college uniform was not yet ready and we all wore that “WhiteHouse” logo printer T-Shirt. You were in front of me in the queue for food. As we were moving ahead, I forgot to grab the spoon and both of my hands were full with water glass and food plate. You gave me a spoon with a sweet smile. Starting with that first impression, we found each other in the same section. Not only the same class but also for the same bench for nearly a year. We became friend cum closest people. The bond shared by each other and definitely those obvious roasting, quarrel, fights and enough laughter still echoes in my mind.
You have earned love and respect since the beginning and it will never decrease. That joy of seeing you at your home district after almost 4 years was heavenly.

Dear Stranger,
You were carefree but also serious. You were serious but also you had no clue about what!
During hostel days, you entered in my life as my neighbor’s best friend from School. And then as my room partner, I saw an innocent, carefree and wild friend. I used to boil water for you and check during the nights if you were all right. Those sick days our brotherhood grew into the next level. Being from different mothers, we turned out as brothers for life.

Dear Stranger,
You came out of nowhere in my life and gave only mysteries. My mystery man whom I’ve not yet understood clearly. Your mysteries behind the obsession of gazing stars for hours from hostel’s top is something that will surprise me throughout life. Our tour to Butwal gave you a little social aspect of life, gave you a bond with a humble friend and their family. You portraited such a mystery amongst us that, I always strive to unfold your mystery, your sorrow, the reason behind your silence.

Dear Stranger,
In many forms that I have filled for participating in different events, I have literally filled your name as Brother. Although we are not related by blood, we have that level of understanding. Those countless nights spent in that damn cold room, three of us sharing, not actually sharing but pulling each others’ blankets. This bond we three made since 2011 will go till eternity. I am the only son in my family, but I can count on you two stupids if I ever need to. Our time and space are also quite different, yet we have together gone through important phases of each other’s times. Among the three of us, there is no hiding and pretending. We will continue… Brothers life long!

Dear Stranger,
It’s obvious that I don’t know many people whom we follow each other online. But one day after I shared a story about some book distribution program, you started the chit-chat. Unknown yet the passion of reading connected us and you also gifted me “जुइनो ”. It was such a pleasant read.

Dear Stranger,
I found you on some youtube channel. You were yelling and sharing your frustrations on people for not appreciating your hard work. You were searching for a small girl in a village just to show her pictures which you took years ago. You became a friend although we don’t know each other. You became an inspiration. Your videos motivated me to keep going while I was losing hope and crying in my room where I stayed alone, far from home. When I couldn’t speak out loud about the lows I was going through, your video logs provided that energy to keep going.

Dear Stranger,
That night when your story was spreading a message full of frustration and was told that your feeling was to die. I was shocked why would a 17–18 years old happy girl would think so. I felt bad and I talked with you. I have no idea what to talk about, but still, I did. I listened to your pain and sad feelings. In the end, I convinced you that life has many different colorful paths yet to explore. Not that all are beautiful but are challenging. I explained that fighting with our weakness a proving to yourself is more important than what fucking society or nuisance people speak about us. Then you removed your story and I slept with a heavy sigh.

Dear Stranger,
You were frustrated with people who cheated you on your back and pretended to be the best in front of you. While I was being cheated by myself and frustrated waiting for this phase to pass. We talked late night and surprisingly both of our’s sadness was worn out. It was the month of February. You took some of my texts as your February Quotes. You send me your Fav Korean music video and said the lyrics were motivating. Sorry, I didn’t enable the subtitle but watched the video once 🙂

Dear Strangers,
You are too many, started as strangers and taught me important lessons, gave me sweet memories, been there to celebrate my achievement and shared the loss together, walked along and sang along, yelled along, been fool together and roasted others together. To all of you, with this blog, I want to say Thank You. Thank you for all the bad moments, I got to learn from them. Thank you for all the good ones, we need to create more positive vibes in days to come.


PS: This article is a part of my Daily Writing Commitment. Please find my articles on my site: sigdelsanjog.com.np. Also, provide your valuable feedback such that I can feel motivated and also improve myself at the same time.

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