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#03 - Third Cup
Before you start to read, I am sure we might get conflicts between us in this concept. I myself thought to write it, because of the conflict that I got into with my neighbor. If you are thinking about the neighbor who lives upstairs, you are thinking exactly right. He is definitely having rough days. I saw him with non shaved face, red eyes, and a fake smile always. I also heard that he is been drinking alcohol every night. I found, that is totally true, when I ran into him at the terrace. He was starring at something. I walked casually to other side and tried to get a peek on what he is starring. It was hard to get a look, he is huge. I can’t see anything, but his long hands. I thought to give up, but then he suddenly turned to my side. We smiled at each other, in that small interval of time, I saw the thing he was looking at. Yes, as I thought, it was an invitation and without any further doubts, I assumed it as his girlfriend marriage invitation. I thought how cruel she is, sending him the invitation card. I don’t know if I should talk to him now to give a little boost or be quiet, because we are just acquainted neighbors. I decided to leave. But Then,

“Leaving already?” He started the conversation. I just blinked at him. He continued, “Can we have the coffee together?”  I smiled at him. “She invited me to her marriage, I am so confused”. I did not know what to tell him but looking at a man suffering infront of my eyes and still keeping quiet would be rude. I said to him, “I am younger than you in every way, but looking at you like this, I wanted to tell this. Be stable, whatever happens in life don’t get attached to it. If you get attached, you will go down with it.”

He smiled at me, “If I stay detached with my own life, then who is gonna be attached with it? “ I knew this man always thinks a step ahead. He continued, “If I am stable, neutral, then it is not living, it is surviving. If I can’t feel the extreme happiness or sadness, then I am a machine. I want to live, smile, cry, go insane, be crazy and feel everything.” Now I am stunned but I found him actually little boosted up. So, I bid him goodbye with the smile  and when I was climbing down the stairs, my heart is asking me “Are you living or surviving Rithi?”

Tell me dudes, Is neutral wrong? Shouldn’t we be stable always? Actually we all want the extreme zone when it is happiness because it is not going to hurt our pride, but sadness, not a good thing to show right? When we let others know that we lost, we have been fooled, we are messed up, it kills our pride. People always tells to be stable only when we are low and feeling bad. If you are okay to shout out your happiness, then it is completely fine to shed out the tears too. Being stable is going to make you into a robot, not a human. If people tell you to go stable while you are in insane mode of depression, I think it ain't a good idea. He left me with a question to myself, “If I am a machine”. When I was opening my room door, I was smiling myself, because I heard him talking happily over the phone to his mom. Yeah, this man is living not surviving and he is definitely going to bounce back. I don’t know if we should be stable or not, but let us not stop the people from letting out their emotions. If your loved people goes insane, don’t stop them, let them go insane, stand there to catch them not stop them, we should be there to make them live not survive. They are attached to their own life, nothing wrong in it.

Who would call a coffee, a coffee if it is not strong enough to show it’s bitter or sweet? If it is stable, then it is just a liquid that’s all.

Think with me, along with the coffee and we will have a sip in it.

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