Youth is a time of life when there are sudden changes in our personality, some are good and some not so. This story is of a boy, aged 26 and how one incident could have gone either way... Read to know what I mean..
It was yet another Saturday night, Mithun was tired of continuous work load and decided to party out with his friends. His father was sick - he had this HUGE question on his mind, should he go to the party or stay at home and take care of his father! He was reluctant to go and party but he just couldn't decide, his friend called him from downstairs and said - come down, I'm here. Mithun had made up his mind, he was going for the party, after all it was just a normal fever that his father was having. Mithun went to his father and said - Dad, I'm going for a party, call me if you need anything. To which Dad replied, I'd let your mother know, you go and enjoy with your friends.
Mithun was going to party with his friends in a disco, he couldn't help but question his choice- was he right to leave his ill father and old aged mother alone? Is partying really more important than his parents? Well, it was too late now, he was about to reach the disco... After reaching to the disco, he forgot everything and started partying.. Loud music, good food, chit-chat with friends - he couldn't be happier.
1 hour, 2 hour, 3 hours and finally after 3 and a half hours later, the party came to an end. It was time to go home. It was late, 11:30 in the night. Mithun checked his phone and the next few minutes were filled with tension - 38 missed calls in 10 minutes, he wondered what was going on. His mother called him continuously 2 hours ago, 38 missed calls in just 10 mins - he was bound to get curious. Mithun called back but no one was picking up, Mithun tried to be positive but just couldn't help but think of the negative side - was his father alright? Did something tragic happen? Mithun was sweating, he let his friends know of the same and they were supportive but at the end of the day, only Mithun knew what was going inside his head. He requested one of his friends to immediately take him to his house - he sat in the car and on the way back home, all the negative thoughts came into his mind.
Mithun wondered - if something has happened to his father, no one but he himself will be responsible. Was partying actually so important? The moment arrived - Mithun reached his house, stood on the door step - the door was locked, he rang the bell.. He wondered - will someone open up? Is everything fine? And then came his mother and opened the door and said "aa gaye beta, aao"... Mithun's friend was with him.. Both he and Mithun looked around and saw the father resting in his bedroom... Mithun took a breath of relief..
Mithun asked his mother - why did you call me 38 times? Filled with tension, he hoped for a positive answer. His mother replied "38 missed calls"? And as she said that, she started laughing and then explained... "Your cousin Ajay came with his son and I gave my mobile to his son to play games on"... " He might have mistakenly called you.. And sigh - Mithun was relieved.. He thanked his friend for dropping him off.. As soon as his friend left, Mithun told everything to his mother. How he questioned himself, how he thought that a tragedy had happened, how he regretted leaving his ill father at home along with his old-age mother. The mother was all shocked hearing this.. She tried not to cry but couldn't help it.. That's how mothers are, they're just too kind.. :) Mother looked at his son and said - tu itni chinta karta hai, yehi behut hai, beta.. Sab theek hai.. :)
End Story
To the readers :- Through this story I want to convey one message - youth is certainly beautiful but at times we get carried away and in this young hood we make certain wrong choices. We must be careful of the choices we make and we must know our priorities. I hope you liked this story.. :)
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