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There      are    many       ways      in   which      one

             could       interpret        this     situation:        the

             positive        way,      in     receiving        lot     of

             exposure         that    will   be    helpful      in   the

             future     but   also    help    and     the   negative
             way,      as    in   making        friends      I   would

             never  see  again  and  forging  emotional

             bonds       which      I   was     forced      to   sever

             once we moved away. It wasn’t easy.

             However,  it  would  be  wrong  to  just  focus

             on   the   negatives      as   the   last   time   when     I

             went  to  London,  I  ended  up  falling  in  love
             with the place.

             I  loved  the  rain,  the  cozy  Christmas  eves,  those  starry  silent

             nights      I   would       spend       gazing       outside      my      window        and

             listening to the whistling wind as a car passed by. It was not

             just  a  charming  place  to  me  but  also  a  place  for  which  made

             me    understand         the   meaning        of   powerful       friendship.       It   was

             where  I  met  my  first  best  friend,  someone  I  am  still  in  touch
             with.    I   remember        how     she    would      go   out    of   her   way     every


             morning  to  come  pick  me  up  so  that  we  could  walk  to  school
             together.






             Time  seems  so  much  more  valuable  in  retrospect,  when  we

             look    back      at    every     moment         that    made       us   smile.     Some

             people      believe     that    the   past    is   dead,    however        every     place
             that   I   have    ever    visited    still   lives   in   me.   Such,    I   know    from

             the    core    of   my     being,     is   the   true    beauty      of   a   cherished

             memory.
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