Cross Roads: Pick a Path

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Authors: Janaath Vijayaseelan
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assuming that we would board a flight with many
other citizens, but they had a private jet! These guys were the
real deal; slowly I began progressing in thoughts. Maybe I didn’t
make such a bad choice? Then again I was smart enough to know not
to judge this lifestyle till I see what Chennai had in store for
me.

    I anticipated more people joining us on the
airline, but a large sum of them were only there to make sure we
got on the jet safely.

    “Going to be a long ride bro, it’s better to
get sleep,” suggested Remone.

    “I’ll try, but it’s your marijuana that’s
been putting me to sleep as of late,” I replied.

    Remone sitting across from me laughed;
looking over to my right Marona grinned, as I smirked back. As the
pilot spoke, I closed my eyes, in preparation of a wild ride.

Chapter 9 - A Wild Start

    In the midst of a new beginning I closed my
eyes to a memory of Hasini, one that I have failed to consider till
now. It was of the time she took me to the place I proposed to her;
I believe it was about three or four months before I proposed. I
remember it because it was the first time the thought of death even
crossed my mind. It was just another ordinary day, and Hasini had
invited me to a place she admires a lot. Walking through the forest
path she was asking me loads of random questions.

    “Arrun what would you do if I died
tomorrow?” She asked, putting me on the spot.

    “Hasini, honestly? What sort of dumb
question is that?” I asked back confused.

    “Just answer it,” she demanded.

    “ I’d probably lose it, go insane. I
honestly don’t know what I would do without you. Probably jut
become one of those really emotional people, maybe feel like
dying?”

    “You love me that much,” she asked.

    “Yes!” I shouted.

    “What are you a fruitcake,” asked Hasini;
the both of us laughed.

    “What do you mean,” I asked.

    “ I mean don’t be a complete idiot. Would
you really go to extents of throwing you’re entire life away if I
die? I thought the man I loved was stronger than that; I expected
him to have the courage to face all odds. Arrun it’s cute, it’s
cute that you love me so much, but please don’t be one of those
emotional wrecks. You have the potential to go really far in life;
don’t make me responsible for your downfall. If I’m gone I want you
to fall in love again, and continue leading a life where you’re
happy!”

    Intensely smiling I responded, “You thought
I was serious? Of course I’d move on!”

    “Jerk,” Hasini’s reaction was priceless; she
knew I was joking though.

    She would have hated seeing the way I turned
out. That day, I just considered it a topic of discussion. I did
not deem in the likelihood of either one of us loosing each other
till we were well aged and through with life. It’s quite amusing
how sometimes a casual talk of possibility can end up as reality;
it happens so very often without most of our notice.

    This memory may have been what I needed all
along; resting my eyes finally seemed possible. I needed to change;
I needed to reduce my emotions and become stronger. I had to once
again become the man that Hasini loved.

    There was some alcohol on the flight, after
a few shots I was good to sleep for a while.

    “Wake up, bro wake up!” Shouted a voice.

    An unexpected disturbance suddenly woke me
up. I haven’t slept this peacefully in months! It was Remone who
disturbed my peace, all because he was bored.

    “Arrun, I didn’t want to disturb you but,
I’m so bored man,” he said.

    “Why’d you have to disturb my rest? Couldn’t
you go talk to Marona?” I asked.

    “ Seriously bro? Do you want to see me get
thrown off this plane? Is it so difficult for you to stay awake for
a few more hours? You slept through majority of the trip man; let
me remind me you, this plane ride is 23hrs long!”

    I guess he was right, I mean I did sleep
through majority of this trip. There was about five more hours till
our arrival to

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