Lesson 5: The night's the longest towards its end

Sitting outside in the chilling cold of a december night, sipping on coffee that is cold before the liquid touches your lips is an experience hard to forget. As the cold stairs chill your spine, you look at the endless fog cover and wonder, when would the sun descend on us and when would the night be over. You look at the watch and realise its only three...yet strange...while the night was still young, it was still fun.

I am not only talking about the night shift that tends to be the longest when only half hour is remainng, but the long undying gloom that surrounds us. You tend to wait for daybreak, some glimmer of hope yet the darkness tends to strengthen its grip around you and then it begins to tire you. While fatigue grips your heart and the cold makes you numb you wish that the misery would end and that you would simpy be done with. You plan to make an exit from the stage of life, believing that the end is near and that the night has no dawn...

But how wrong we are. For the darkness seem to act as a cushion, understanding your misery and offering a caress to your senses. That infinite darkness of a long night stretched across your eyes, broken only by slight flickering of stars is not the sign of an end, but of a new dawn, waiting to open its arms and welcome you into a world of opportunity.

Many give up before the dawn princess opens her wings wide...and those who hold on witness the miracle of the first rays of sun piercing the dark folds of gloom as the dawn princess glides into your life...

Hold on...the end is near...for a new beginning

Lesson 4: The end is but a new beginning

The best part about the call centres was that when your day ended...a new day began. Quite Literally. The night was warm and welcoming always, the day reassuringly bright...for me it was a blessing in disguise. And call centres taught me that the dark side of the moon is welcoming.

I was taught by the call centres the mystique of night, the way the darkness simply engulfed you into a nothingness where nothing really mattered except your own instinct. And it is if not the best but atleast the second best metaphor for life. We come across situations where there is no hope to be seen. Your friends turn their backs, some stab you in the back, some simply drift apart, times when all you can feel is a big chaos surrounding you...and call centres introduced me to the void!!!

Tired and lonely, many a times i have sat alone on the stairs of those particular office, wondering about the ups and downs of life. And the darkness around me seemed to remove the clutter of emotions, bringing back to me absolutely nothing. And in that instant was when my instinct answered. And on one such dark night i was introduced to GAuri...and you might ask who is she!!!

She is the main protogonist of my first novel. I could see the queen glide from the clouds, always hiding in the dark corners, looking at the places where the moonlight reached...and from there began my beloved characters journey...

And she...the woman that emerged from the dark corners of a long night is the sunrise of my life...or perhaps the one i hope would be!!!