I Believe In Miracles

If you ever needed a reason to believe in miracles, the following will be proof of miracles, as rare and unexpected they might be indeed do exist.

It has been almost 2 years since they last laid eyes on each other. A one sided story it has always been, but it has always been told as such. This was not a fairytale about the fair maiden that stole his heart, but more of the stunning beauty that become a symbol of the letdown and harshness of reality.

What began as day like any other, was soon to be a day where he will always reference in the future. We still do not know however, if it was life changing in a good or bad way. The day was foreshadowing the future, giving out subtle lessons at every turn. Little changes under the current that will be fundamental in the course of his life.

The morning began as per usual, with the lack of sleep that was associated with the time morning. It was the first steps of the new academic semester. It brought out one his key qualities, competitiveness and the unwilling to lose attitude which he quiet brings to the table at every game, masking it with comparisons or facades to take the spotlight off him. It did not always work. Meeting his fellow team members of equal caliber and wavelengths, the tone of the new semester was set. Up till now there was no hint of how the rest of the day will turn out to be anything but usual.

His selective tardiness kicked in, late as usual to meet his friends. There was to be a reunion with his college mates that day. They had agreed to revisit the college which was the scene for the most distinct one and half years of his life. There was no hiding his feelings for the campus, always the best in his eyes and start of a legacy. The proceedings were no different from the usual, a meal and the usual meet-up banter, though for most people, the conversations would be totally foreign and uninteresting.

The visit to college was more interesting, seeing their former lecturers and reminiscing about the great memories forged during their days there. Most notably the third floor balcony, it was a special balcony. The staple of the day from morning and the site of many incredible stories. For him, one of the best of in the month of January 2008, seeing her for the first time. Pink. Nothing special at first but blossomed into the story of the college years. She was a normal girl, stunning beauty in his eyes. He never had the courage to approach her. Always using the excuse of ruining the dream, a half true lie. He however, elevated her to the status of divine.

A fate would have it, 2 years of bitching would lead to this day. There she was, standing and talking to a lecturer, right there. Disbelief at first, the rest that followed still remains unexplained. At first sight, his heart knew it was her, his mind begged to differ. Then, his next move would never be forgiven by himself. He ran. Indeed he left the doorway for the nearest restroom. A wash of face and a monologue later, he returned, still without the courage to speak or even face her. That mistake will haunt him till his grave. For all he has always been, all the fronts, all the conditioning, all he is the everyone else, the simple fact was he could not summon the courage to face her. There are countless reasons he could come up for this failure, but being honest to himself, he just did not have the guts to.

It wasn't until it was too late that he found half of the courage needed to face her. Ultimately, it did not happen, and he will go on for until fate decides it is time for him to meet her again. The hope is, third time is the charm. The reality leans towards a regret to bring to the grave.

One can always try to rationalize it. She turns out to have some of a chinese influence, a big flaw in his book. However, the fact remains that he never tried and for that alone, he should suffer the punishment for it. The lesson here is, fantasy was always and will forever be fantasy but that is not the world we live in. We have to be daring enough to face reality and its pitfalls. Who knows, in the end, reality might just be the fantasy we have been looking for. Pink will forever be the symbol of the the great college life and the ideal it was. However, Pink is also now the lesson that enough time has been spent chasing a dream, it is now time to make the dream from reality.