THE ONLY WISH

THE ONLY WISH



I was invited to a talk show this afternoon and someone from the crowd asked me, “Mr Riley, if a finnie comes in front of us and if he would ask us to make a wish, we would surely demand for Ferrari, bungalow, and brands like Armani but you own all of these stuffs so I am sure you would ask for something bigger. What would you ask for?” I gave a decent smile and replied, “Well if that happens I would ask finnie whether he could turn back time for me.” This reply brought a smile on hundreds of faces who were sitting in front of me. After the program was over I went back home but the question that the guy asked was still stuck on my mind. I took out my mobile phone and was scrolling some pictures and then I saw a beautiful picture of her. Those mesmerizing eyes, smiley lips, rosy and freckled checks and hair more beautiful than that of goldilocks. The most beautiful soul that the God had ever created. Then I found another picture of me. I went in front of the mirror and compared myself with the picture that I took fifteen years back. I could recognise the person in the picture because that was me but if I had asked my own assistant to recognise the person in the picture his answer would never be Mr. Riley.

The tip top man now was never the same. He was a rag, a man who had broken down into pieces and was tearing up. When I was nineteen years old I was a young boy full of knowledge and enthusiasm. Young blood was flowing through my body. The moments of my life when I had to learn and explore more was wasted in various types of addictions. I was a chain-smoker then and my room smelled like a poppy field. I was a big fan of Bob Marley and his music. In an ordinary person’s body, we find around 75% of water but in mine there was 75% of heroin and cocaine. I was in a stage to reach the god’s place. And at that time she was the only person who cared about me. I always wanted to be a guitarist but all these distractions shattered my dream. The world around me hated me but she was the only person who hugged me and extended her hands when I was falling down. When the world kicked me, she raised me again. I was slowly entering into an abyss and thought I could not escape from it. But she was the Angel in my life who helped me escape from this plight and showed me this bright side of life and brought miracles in my life.

Slowly and slowly after physical and mental rehabilitation, I again started to move my hands in playing those beautiful strings. She always wanted to see me as a great guitarist but it was too late and God took her from my life forever. After few years I am here now a world renowned guitarist. I want to thank her for whatever she had done in making my life beautiful and for making me realise how precious our life is. Sorry mom for all the trouble that I had given but now I am not just a renowned person but a better person like the way you wanted me to become. Though you’re not here with me physically but you have an eternal presence in my heart and mind. I love you and thank you for everything. The only wish of my life is to turn back time so that I could love you and thank you unconditionally.

Ishmarika Poudel
Class: 12 ‘A’
Gandaki Boarding School
Pokhara, Nepal


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