My Peppy, Crazy and Amazing Best Friend!

We all need a person in our lives who can make us laugh even when we are feeling to break down, someone who can bring a spark of happiness even during the most pallid hours of our life. I am too lucky to have such a person in my life who is not only my best friend, but is also my lifeline and soul sister.

I call her my lifeline because whenever I feel burdened with the weight of the world and feel that life is not going my way, she brings it back on track by her motivating words that are coated with a killer sense of humor.

I broke my leg on her birthday in 2013, which was a terrible year for me. I looked at her with moist eyes and said “Pri, I think it’s a fracture.”

Instead of shedding tears or offering me any amount of sympathy, she started giggling and hugged me tightly. I was confused by her behavior and looked at her without a word.

“This proves we are soul sisters, my love. Last year, I also broke my leg and had a fracture in the exact same place. Cheers to our friendship and our unbreakable bond, Purba. Let’s celebrate!” This was my peppy bestie, Priyam’s reply which instantly lightened my mood. I started laughing and the fracture didn’t seem too big an issue anymore.

With her by my side, even the most difficult problems seem easy. It feels that when we are together, all the problems seem to bow down before us. If anyone or anything spoils my mood, I just need to dial her number and she would ensure that I laugh so much that tears trickle down my eyes.

The thing that makes this girl so unique and peppy is her quirky nature. I have come across so many different people, but no one is as quirky and as crazy as her. She gets sudden desires of exhibiting her craziness to the world. We were in CCD one day, chatting about our respective lives. Suddenly, I saw a twinkle in her eyes and instantly, I knew that she is up to some mischief.

When the waiter came with the bill of three hundred, she decided to give him two hundred rupee notes and coins amounting to one hundred rupees. The poor fellow looked at us as if we are some aliens and the other people in CCD looked at us as if we are some lunatic clowns. I felt embarrassed to the core, but Priyam looked like she has achieved something great.

“See, I made so many people smile today. If there is no craziness in life, there is no life at all.” She said and started laughing as we came out of the CCD.

This peppy girl is definitely one of the best things that have happened in my life. Right now, I am thinking about her crazy reaction when she will read this post.

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The Hapless Woman and the Magical RJ

On some rare days, when I manage to wake up by 6am, I listen to a programme on Radio known as "Life and Healing". I have been listening to the programme since over two years. The words of the RJ who is known by Zen (it's not his real name) always bring a smile on my face, even in the most grey and ashen days of my life. They always motivate me.

Since I am listening to the programme for quite some time, I know that the RJ is a cerebral palsy patient. Despite being a victim of cerebral palsy and having a huge physical disadvantage, he chose to be a dauntless and cheerful person. Having struggled with life all his thirty years, he motivates people to live life with love. 

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For those of you who don't know, cerebral palsy is a condition that is marked by spastic paralysis or impaired muscle coordination. People who suffer from cerebral palsy have stiff or weak muscles that affect their posture, movement, balance, communication and everyday tasks. Their life is a constant struggle. 

I have once seen Zen when I went to the radio station to collect a prize. He was sitting in a wheel chair and was constantly cracking jokes with the fellow RJs. I wished to take his autograph, but by the time I went there, he has gone inside the studio. 

Anyways, this is not my story. This is the story of Bhoomi who lives in my locality. It was a Monday of 2015 as far as I can remember. I woke up early and switched on the radio. Monday was the day when Zen talked to his listeners LIVE and discussed their problems. 

"Flying a kite is so similar to living life. Ever wondered how? When a person flies a kite, the kite is far from his reach. What he has in his hands is the tuft of strings through which he controls his kite. He should know well when to pull the string towards him and when to let go of some of the string to make the kite fly better. If he can manage the balance, his kite won't be cut by another kite." I listened to Zen's words with rapturous attention. He continued speaking.

"Now, look at our life. Our life is like that kite. We can only control it by strings. These are strings of intelligence and wisdom. You must know what and when we should let go. You must also know what and when we should pull to ourselves in order to let our life sail well in the vast sky of time." I nodded in agreement and contemplated about the philosophy, when Zen received a call from a listener. 

When she introduced herself and mentioned the name of her locality, I could identify Bhoomi. However, she did not sound soft and fragile as she always sounds.

"I have listened to your programme for the last three days. Can you tell me that what is the use of an hour of tranquility when people like me have to spend the entire day full of mental maladies and never-ending agonies?" Bhoomi said in a harsh tone.

As far as I knew about her life, I knew that she got married at a very early age. It was a love marriage which her parents did not support. Her husband died after three years of their marriage and her in-laws pushed her away from their house with her one year old daughter, calling her an evil curse to their son. She stays with her parents who are grumpy all the time. She also attempted suicide a few times. 

"I can understand that you are a victim of some unfortunate incident, dear." Zen said calmly.

"No, you cannot understand. Unless you are in the shoes of the person suffering, you can never understand. Reading aloud some lines from a self-help book or a motivational blog is very easy." Bhoomi snapped.

"Dear, life is not as bad as we perceive it to be. There is always a reason to live. Search that reason and you will be happy. Your antagonistic thoughts are inflicting you with pain, not your life." Zen said in the same calm manner.

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"You don't have any idea about my pathetic life. Quit this show of hypocrisy. You will surely earn money by hosting another show that has more entertainment and less hypocrisy." Bhoomi's words angered me as she was indirectly blaming a person like Zen for her own misery.

Without getting jolted, Zen told Bhoomi on air about his health condition and the struggles he had faced with it since his birth. Bhoomi was out of words after hearing the truth. The loud woman who was snapping at Zen retreated back into her shell. 

"You are the lucky caller and you have won a goody bag. Collect it from our station within a week." Zen declared before ending the show on that day. 

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I met Bhoomi after a month in the nearby grocery shop. She looked happy and greeted me warmly, unlike other days when she seems lost. Her three year old daughter was too busy choosing candies.

"I heard you on the radio, few days back." I blurted.

"On Zen's show?" She asked and I nodded, telling her I am a huge fan of that show.

"Zen is a magical human being. I was so rude that day, but when I met him in person, I was filled with admiration for him. He told me to love life because my daughter is my reason for living. He motivated me to start doing some work that will give me contentment. I am not much educated, but I thought to start a music and art class very soon." Bhoomi said with enthusiasm.

"That's amazing. I know you can sing and paint well." I said with a smile.

"I just thought when a person like Zen who has such a huge physical deformity can continue living his life beautifully by doing something he loves, why can't I? I don't have any physical problems. After meeting and talking to Zen, I started valuing my life and understood that my negative thoughts were responsible for my suffering ." Bhoomi said and I encouraged her to pursue her dream.

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Today, Bhoomi has her own music and art class. She teaches music and art to students of all ages. She has found the purpose of her life. She values her life and never looks at it with pity. I feel great to see her doing well, but the thing that makes me immensely happy is how a meeting with Zen changed her life.

In this selfish and brutal world, there are some people who are angels on this earth. They have so much light in them that once you come in touch with them, you are enlightened. 

People who can value life, even after going through a lot of storms are the real champions. 

This world needs more champions like Zen who can enlighten the weak and tormented souls and spread positive vibes all around.

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Note: This is a real story. However, some names have been changed to protect privacy.