I heard that is sitting in his room alone. When I entered his room I found him in his room gazing in a book. I waited his consciousness for some minutes but I did not get any symbols from him that could bring him in the track of sense. Hey John! What happened to you? I thought he did not hear my voice. I got angry from his senseless gazing so that again I shouted to him. Hey my John, are you all right? What happened to you? I saw that he heard my voice this time because he slowly turned his eyes to me this time.
Oh Sam, you? I am sorry dear, I was thinking about my education. So, I could not hear you. How much time did you waited for me? He gave me bundle of questions.
I do not accept you that you are thinking about your education. Please tell me the reality, do not try to hide anything, ok? I replied. I thought that he is hiding something from me.
No, No, I am not hiding any words from you….promise.
He again told me this but I did not believe him a bit because his face was telling me that he is hiding some words from me. I thought that he has some kind of mental disease.
I again and again asked him to share his problem but he never wanted to share his problem with me.
But later when I again and again asked him are you all right so that at last John told me please do not ask me this question form next time because if you ask me this question again and again then I think someone is cutting my neck from behind. I have a problem but I never can share that with you so that I am not well but I also can not share this problem with you. If I told you why I am so sad then you will not be able to hear that so that please do not ask me this question again. I am all right for you dear!!!
I was waiting for sharing his problem but he gave me this answer. Then I returned back to my home from my John.
I always tried to find his problem that he can not share with me but I never got success in it.
I was a college student that time. In my intermediate level, John and I were in the same college but now I am in another college but he is in his home. After sometime, I heard that my dear friend John is sick. I was planning to go to meet him soon but I was not becoming able to fix the time to meet him soon. One day, when I was returning back to home from my college I met another friend Cassie.
Hey Cassie, how are you? It’s so been so long that we did not met. Where are you going to? I asked her.
Oh Sam, I am ok dear. I am just going to the park to meet my boyfriend. So, where are you going now?
I am returning back from the college. I replied.
Then, how is Andy?
She is good. You know her well? I answered.
I know her well because she is my old friend. She replied.
Oh, I see. I also have to go to meet her today. I told her.
In the mean time, she told me about a surprising mad person. Sam, he does not look like a mad but all people are telling him mad. I saw him taking somebody’s picture in his hand and telling the picture I love you…again and again. I though that he got tragedy in his love. May be some girl had left his love.
I think so. I think he used to love her so much like I am in love with my Andy. I also love my Andy so much Cassie. I can not live without her.
I know that. She replied.
I am in hurry little bit that’s why I have to leave you now. See you soon. I said to her.
I am also in hurry. May be my boyfriend is waiting me from a long time. See you Sam. Bye!
See you, Bye! I replied her.
Next day I went to meet my love Andy. I talked about that mad person with her. She got surprised and did not believe me.
But its true Andy whatever you believe or not. I told her.
Later, she came to believe me and told me that she will not leave me forever. We enjoyed so much that day at in the evening I returned back to my home. She came to leave in rail station because it was little bit far from my house to her.
When I was returning back from Andy’s house I met a big crowd in circle in the way. I saw there was a person crying in the middle of the crowd. I thought that there is something special to see. There was a picture in his hand and suddenly I remembered about the mad person told me by Cassie. May this is the same mad that Cassie also told me.
The person was so dirty and crying. He seemed like 25 years and he was not giving anyone to see the picture of his hand.
Some people of the crowd were telling that a girl had left him and he became mad. He loved her so much but she gave her tragedy and some people were beating him.
I thought about my Andy. If Andy left me then I will also become mad but she can not leave me easily.
I felt so sad from the mad person and pushed the crowd aside away and went nearer to that person. I looked to his face and I again looked to his face because I got confused.
Oh, No!!! I shouted suddenly because that person was not others than my John. Oh my Dear John. What the God gave me today? A mad friend?
When he saw me then he again started weep so badly. I started to take him away from the crowd. When I take him away from the crowd then I asked him to show the picture of his hand. But he did not give me to see easily. I told him that I will finish that girl right now who made my dear friend mad. I really became sad so much.
When he did not see the picture of his hand then I forcefully took the picture of his hand and saw the picture. I thank the God once again because he again gave me another prize.
I felt an earthquake in my love. That picture was my Andy’s picture. What the God can give me more than these tragedies? He gave me two tragedies at the mean time. Thank God. I could not give him moreover than my thanks.
I did not see anyone with me. I felt like there is not anyone for me. For whom I thought everything of me she made my friend mad. I started to babble like in dream and I started to shout on the way, in the home in everywhere.
Now people were telling me mad…mad…mad…mad but actually I was not mad even they were telling me.



Upendra Duwadi
21st November, 2007

Author: Upendra
Country: Nepal
Age: 19
True story: Yes
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