That sweet lady broke my heart

Friday to Friday....Whoa...What a turn around (Not in my wealth but most probably in my thinking)
No blogs since a week, no comments and no posts either...By far my longest "Dry Spell"
Maybe the expectations and the imaginations of last week proved to be even greater than the greatest hangover I had ever experienced or maybe the words had again failed me when I heard the knock on my door and the unusually high pitched door bell going bonkers!

So I guess all you folks must be wondering if I'm gone nuts again or maybe I'm just playing with all you wondafull ppl out there expecting me to be a 'Fortune 500' by now....!!!!
My heart is really too sour to explain the chain of events which took place after my last blog "Yipee...I lost my luggage"
The last time I signed outta ma blogspot as an 18 year old with expectation and aspirations, dreams of the big and the good things in life and with some lawyers in mind...!!!

This time I sign in as the same old guy struggling to find a college...!
I know I sound so lame today but still lemme try to narrate the second half of the "Gati" story

As you people would have already read how "Gati' lost my fourth bag and failed to deliver on due date and time...
So as I signed out last Friday with the blog posted and the excitement and expectations soaring to even greater heights....A phone trembled in my pocket...it was my cell phone vibrating with an unknown number on it's display..
I picked up the cell and there it was, the same sweet lady but this time with a very confident and yet ever so attractive voice...(It won't take a genius to figure out why the lady would have been so confident with all the sweetness intact)
After a proper sweet introduction and with an official referrence to my luggage tracking number, the next sentence she spoke broke my heart (literally) and even some of my BIG dreams...
"Sir, We have located your fourth bag.It's safe and has been tracked in Ambala and it will be delivered by tomorrow morning.Any inconvenience is highly regretted"
I couldn't believe what I had just heard, it took her not more than 50 seconds to say but it took me an eternity to absorb and comprehend what she had just said....!
"That sweet lady broke my heart!"

And everything came all together the next morning when some one knocked my door and the door bell went bonkers...I knew who it was...The moment I opened the door, I could see it now...All the four bags safe and secure with a bright and bold "Gati" tag pasted on them and a "Gati" employee apologising for the inconvenience...Maybe no one was getting fired now...Every thing seemed to have ended so perfectly for everyone but me...
Even my dad managed to smile and even though I tried so hard but I somehow couldn't make my cheeks open wide and say 'cheese'...!!!
This time the depression was for real and was worse than what I had ever imagined...Nothing seemed to be fake or disillusioned
I was no longer dreaming about any forune or fame, no longer an imagination of hearing a life changing verdict in the court of law...No longer the thoughts of fortune overnight, no longer a dream of being gifted every good thing that the world has got to offer...
Yes, that sweet lady broke my heart....and it took me a week to realise one hard fact about the truth of life...
You can't be gifted the heaven, you gotta work right down from the bottom and fight your way to the top...The top from where the world looks 'like a spec in the pure glass' (hope you got that) and accomplishments seem larger than life itself...!

Freedom Blogger now with some 'REALISTIC' dreams and mature imaginations....Freedom Blogger RE-AWAKENED!