Loneliness.

Mohe Nindiya of Sajan Bin Aaye

Raina bhar aaye re jage ratiyaun

Kahe to mohe sajan piya re

Dikhe ye najare

Believe your story

Mohe Nindiya of Sajan Bin Aaye

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Joti'ti .. song - raga - music, everything is very nice .. as if it got mixed in the ears. Even though he fell asleep, he was tired all day in college due to the responsibility of exams.

Hi .. How are yo dear ?? Aman stood very close to me and after looking at me with wide eyes he said: Let's go on a long drive .. you .. I have this pleasant atmosphere '. I was so happy that I wanted to do the same.

Get ready. Light pink chiffon sari, matching bindi, big bangs, open hair .. Aman is looking without hitting the mat. Hey, let's go now .. does it look like a tiger .. seeing me that time ??

Aman started dying in his mind .. the car started flooding .. the music started ringing in his ears .. as if both of them were asleep. There was a loud bang and the car hit a tree. Aman was badly beaten in that accident and when I came to know that Aman's operation was successful but he is in a coma. It is unknown at this time what he will do after leaving the post.

I was discharged from the hospital as all the minor and major injuries were healed. I rushed to see Aman. He seems to be asleep .. He took his hand in mine and started talking. "Wake up Aman, what a beautiful morning .. let's go home .. I have come to pick you up." But no response .. no expression .. I cried .. the nurse gives such reassurance. "Son, you have to work with courage. Trust God and pray that he will come to his senses as soon as possible. I will also pray." I felt very good listening and also got courage.

Came home and started routine .. same house .. same work .. mechanically the day is over. The ground began to move in the agachi, the stars in the sky reminded me of Aman. Recognizing what stars .. singing songs .. Aman would put his head in my lap and talk for hours and sing songs .. everything seemed to go smoothly .. the mind began to overflow with joy .. the fragrance of peace comes .. as if it is all around.

I took a pad and a pen and started writing

Hum-tum sang the par jin raho

Woh rahein yeh pooch rahi hain

Kitni tanha beet chuki hai

Kitni tanha aur rahi hai

Dil do hain, jajbat akele

Kya hum tumko batayen

Tum bin kitne aaj akele

Can i tell you

I went to the bedroom .. turned off the lights. Begin to try to sleep. I couldn't sleep and a cloud of thoughts surrounded me. Today, a year after the Gozara accident, Aman seems to have it. Aman used to say, 'I will always be with you .. We will live together but we will also die together.' I would always put my finger on her lips to silence her. I miss Aman a lot today. No matter how many people we connect with in life, someone becomes a permanent companion, someone disappears from time to time. Some people can't reach our distance even though they are always connected, and some people start feeling their own in a few minutes.

Now it has become a routine to go to the hospital to meet Aman twice a day .. holding his hand and talking for hours. But be sad to see it silent .. but there is a hope that the medicine will have an effect and Aman will come to his senses .. he will be born again on that day .. I was surrounded by such optimistic thoughts and did not even know that he had come home. Today I have experienced so much loneliness for so many years .. I took Aman's memories in the bath and fell asleep late.

Woke up to the sound of alarm .. made tea .. prepared tiffin and started routine again. I came home in the evening and sat in the gallery with a mug of tea. I began to think that the hobby of writing and teaching in college kept me alive. Students love to be taught .. Life lessons other than syllabus, something inspiring, a lot of talk about the lives of great men. Students are just as innocent .. even their own embarrassing personal matters should be consulted .. their faith, respect and feelings towards me can be understood in their eyes and words. Probably a factor as to why they're doing so poorly.

I completed ten years of teaching in this college. But if I don't go to college for some work, I feel sick. If you go to college, small and big problems - forgetting physical or mental and it is also fun to work. The feeling and joy of living with living people is overwhelming. As if waking up from my thoughts, I remembered that tomorrow I have to express my views on the mentality of lonely people in the Faculty Development Program. Take a pad and a pen and start writing.

I woke up early in the morning and reached the college after finishing my routine .. The hall was packed with guests for the closing ceremony of FDP .. My name was spoken and I reached Mike .. I remembered Aman in my mind and started talking. After making the preamble, it came directly to the point

It is very ugly to be alone in the world. It is not that this situation comes only in the lives of ordinary people like us. Even people full of splendor and name have to face this situation! I firmly believe that people who are frustrated, frustrated, bored, confused should come out of it and cultivate hobbies. 'To live is necessary to live.' With enthusiasm, with enthusiasm, with acceptance and with the activities you like and with the people you like. There is no restriction on age and hobbies or age and hobbies. Your life, your hobbies! In our country, people in the society have a lot of objections regarding age. 'What does he need to do at this age?' That's what people ask.

This mindset needs to change. If you have a thongnat and an open mind, you can learn whatever you want. There should be no restriction on hobbies and age.

How to live in old age? I also tell my co-workers: If you smile alone, you will break. Like a heavy piece of wood. If you smile together, don't break up soon! The insistence on living with like minded people is essential. I also enjoy yoga, reading, music besides teaching writing. And I believe that Mast must live!

Physical and financial well-being is a basic condition for a good life. The rest of old age is not mercy, it is glory! There is a noble opportunity given by God. There is a golden opportunity in old age to get everything you could not do in your responsible busy life!

In my opinion, the mantra of how to live a busy and positive life in old age is yours

Hidden in hobbies.

I enjoy joining education because education means learning! You can be the Eklavya of anyone's Sarpa! You who are your guru. Your life is your gravity !!

Finally ..

I don’t want to kill my armaments. I don't want to live like someone draws me, someone gives me life. My life goes well with my wishes. Disappears. Just pray to the same Lord!

Astu.

The hall resounds with applause. I am also greeted by everyone. Like coming out of the hall and the phone rang. "Madam, Aman Saheb has regained consciousness, he only remembers you. Come soon."

I reached the hospital .. I saw Aman sitting .. he was looking at me with the same wide eyes .. I was a little embarrassed and we met our estranged loved ones for years. Aman saw tears in my eyes and said, 'What is crying in this .. We will go back to Nrahi Gheepi tomorrow .. What happened in this one day?' I looked at the nurse in amazement. Then I realized that Aman still feels like yesterday. The whole year has passed from his memory.

The corners of my eyes got wet how I suffered loneliness for a year. Believe in God's path to sustain me and preserve my love. Breath is the symbol of the body being alive and faith is the symbol of the relationship being alive.

- Author - Dr. Pushpa Dixit