Little Snippets

STORY : 3

" HUGSY "

I remember Hugsy, my bedtime penguin pal when I used to live in NewYork with my grandma. I lived with her for the first 20  years of life and in that lifespan, I don't remember a single day sleeping without Hugsy. As far as I know my grandma got it for me the day she found out she has colon cancer. I lost my parents and grandpa to an evil force in nature as my grandma described it, it was actually an accident which drowned them to death. That time I couldn't understand the meaning of my grandma buying the soft toy for me. But as years went by and my Hugsy grew old and torn out, I started to understand the reason for this very doll.

My grandma was a big fan of the show, 'Friends'. Even though she didn't have any friends , half of her time went to  running the diner she owned and the other half went to look after me. To be honest raising me alone snatched her life and gave her earlier life back in  a way. I think she was both exhausted and proud of me, she just couldn't choose between the two. I don't blame her either. When it was time for her to enjoy her life and have fun with her friends, she had to look after me through my sickness as I used to be ill all the time.

Yes, so 'Friends', Hugsy was the soft toy of the character Joey Tribbiani in the sitcom. When I used to watch it with my grandma I used to laugh so much when Joey used to come on screen. But now that I have grown up and started to understand certain things, I feel really bad for Joey. Joey was the only one out of  the six, who didn't settle, and didn't find anyone for him to stay with for the rest of his life. Though he was the one for whom the other three main characters got together. Mondler, Roschel and Moebe, all were possible just because of him. The one person who didn't wanna commit ended up making the three best couples.

At the end, everyone left him, living their life on as they found a person to live their life with, they found a reason.

But Joey was left with his Hugsy and three lasagnas.

Now Hugsy reminds me of that very loneliness after my grandma's demise.  I'm also alone in this world wandering for a reason, with my worn out Hugsy and faded memories.

Is it possible to fix a heart that broken? 

Is it possible to fix a family that empty?

Is it possible to fix a girl that alone?

Is it possible to fix a toy that torn?

As I lived, I lived on with the feeling of an empty can inside of me with nothing inside. I have adapted myself with the fact that I am my own reason, but all these are drunk talks. I will always long for a shoulder to cry on, a pair of arms to embrace me, a hand to stroke my hair and another hand to let me feel warmth keeping it on my cheek.

Maybe fairy tales don't really happen, that's why they are called fantasy.

On the other side of the world, lived a girl having the same thoughts and same wants.

Will destiny be kind enough to make them introduce to both their reasons or will they end up like any other lovers giving up on love?

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Finished the third short story of this book, and I don't know what to say now. This story seemed incomplete yet somehow connected with reality. In this vast world, not everyone ends up  with the reason of their life. Some times it's destiny's fault and sometimes it's just how everything was supposed to be in the first place.

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