Arrhyming Verse

It was early evening - the light of a warm yet soothing afternoon had started seeping out and the misty clime was setting in - the twilight of autumn. I sat in my room - watching a romantic-comedy movie on my laptop and punching away SMSes to glory on my mobile phone. It was my off day from work and and I had taken a resolve not to laze around, so I had spent half the morning downloading a couple of movies using my newly-installed high speed net connection (!) So, as I sat enjoying the fruits of my labour, father came back from work, shortly followed by mother. It was time to catch up on a whole week of missed out family interactions, thanks to my inverted working hours. In the midst of all this, the light brown envelope lay on my envelope. I had almost forgotten, but as the evening progressed, I decided to steal a glance at the contents of the envelope - it contained the reports from a medical examination I had undergone earlier. As I opened it, I could feel a wave of thoughts rushing on to my mind's coastline. And when I read the report, most of which contained medical jargon could not understand, I could feel it - yes, my heart had betrayed me. The doctors call it arrhythmia, where the heart beats a tad slowly. I call it arrhyming verse - which painted a vivid picture of the poetry that I had wanted my life to be - a slow recourse to the other world. I had no clue whether I would die in a heartbeat or continue to trudge the path of existence. Yet, I had realised it, and I know it now - my happiness has never been above the joy which I have willingly imparted to others, and my dejection has been more than the pain I have caused to others unwillingly. I don't know if this sounds like a confession, but I'm sure that as I have progressed along the journey of life, I have met so many of you, and I have felt so many of your emotions, seen or unseen. I may have endeared some of you more than others, but none of you have been my nemesis. You have given me which most desire - unquestioning faith and happiness. I may not have reciprocated to some of you in equal measure, and I may have overdone it with some of you, and now I know the reason why - my heart was too slow to respond, and my pulse never raced to gauge the depth of a healthy relationship. If you have managed to reach the end of the dreary passage by now, I can only wish you more happiness that you desire, and pray that you let me come after you with more mirth than ever before!