I felt free.

I felt free.

Being an acrophobic, today I had conquered one of my worst fears. Standing on the outer edge of window, I felt free. I was not afraid; not even from the thought of dying. Infact I had never enjoyed the view of Juhu beach, this much before. I had a 2 BHK flat on 8^th floor, in upper Juhu, South West Mumbai. I worked with a world renowned consulting firm and was living with one of my colleague, who happened to be my classmate as well. At this height, the air was pollution free, atleast I felt so. Vehicles looked no different than tiny toys, and were unable to disturb my internal tranquility. People appeared like ants, running without purpose. It perceived very similar to a mute movie scene or perhaps a dream.

It was quarter past six and I knew my flatmate would be arriving anytime now. I had written a long letter to thank everybody who were or had once held an important position in my life. I had even forgiven my boss who was never good to me and asked sorry from girlfriend for being bad to her. I had also written that how much I had loved my family and missed them.

Taking this decision was not easy; it took me almost three months to decide. I had tried every single way get out of that mess but failed. Even my flatmate had developed a slight doubt about what I was planning, and for the same reason he never left me alone, always picked me from my office or asked me and called me at around 5’o clock to make sure that I was in my office.  

I had finalized it last night and had also switched off my mobile in the morning itself. Today I had not gone to my office and instead, I enjoyed my last day. I watched a movie, eat sea food and even got a tattoo on my arm, which was of course painful. And then, I heard a knock on the door, my flatmate was here. He knocked restlessly. The door bell had gone mad. While all tangible things in my reach, the broken window pane, abraded paintwork and dust under my feet were making it clear, the concerned physical aspect of me wondered if this was just a dream. We both were struggling, my flatmate to break the door and I, to make sense out of this. A loud thud on the door and I was dazzled by the bright light. My arm was still sore.