?

..and her eyes brimmed with tears..
What was i supposed to do? [It was heartbreaking to see her breakdown..]
Let those tears trickle down her cheeks? [Silence is the biggest support..]
Give her a napkin to wipe them off [damn.. why dont i keep a handkerchief?]
Silently listen to her and let her hurt herself more? [Is silence really THE biggest support?]

A Few minutes before..
..Chal yaar, Sky chaltein hain.. classroom ka atmosphere bahut ajeeb lag raha hai..
And we went to sky and after a lot of walking [though sky doest provide much scope for walking..], We finally spotted a place to sit and study. She was already looking a bit LOW so I dint ask her what the matter was.. But i wasnt able to see her that way!

A Few minutes later..
..tujhe pata hai kya shruti..
Phew! She told me "the matter" on her own.. It was stiffling me to see her like that [Did I want her to tell me.. for her? (so that she'd feel Light) OR for me? (to get rid of the stiffling feeling?)].. And we dint realise when the whole hour vaporised.. It was the matter that every human being experiences in the course of their life.. What was that matter?
.......Living!!.......

Strange are the ways of the world and Stranger still is the fact that people yet survive the strangeness!

..and her eyes brimmed with tears.. And what did I do?
I let her continue [its better sometimes to let the feelings flow..] and put my hand on her shoulder [Assumption: What works for me might work for others too..].. She wiped her cheeks and replied smilingly "I am Fine".. but obviously she was NOT <unfortunately>.. We discussed IT more and proceeded for the MMP [Methods of Mathematical Physics] class.. [She was smiling in the class.. Thank You Sir.. :)..]

After the discussion with her.. The Thing which I strongly felt being a hosteler [During the PS-I period] silently climbed up my mind and everything got refreshed [yes, it sounds pretty dramatic but this is what happened, as if something was reeling back the time and taking me in the past].

What is that thing?
As I wrote before> LIVING..
LIVING in a society v/s LIVING in ownself
Its so entirely different! We always feel that the world tends to see us in much different light than we see ourselves and they react according to what they see.

Well, I wont go into what we discussed [ofcourse 'cuz its personal.. and I dont have any right to exploit her right of secrecy].
So..

Signing off
Shruti