I Was Saved.

There are times in your life when you feel, like you are going to drown. When everything seems so hard, that you start fearing your own self. You are scared that no matter how hard you try, this thing, which you are going through right now, will eat you up. And at times like this, you start hating yourself. For no apparent reason. You just hate everyone and everything, including yourself.

And it is then that you need someone. Someone who will help you. Someone who will save you. I too was saved. By a friend. A friend who is more than a sister now. It began three years ago. I was fighting. I was struggling. I knew that if I didn’t share, what I was going through, with someone, it will eat me up. It was eating me up. Slowly, but constantly. Then I told her everything. From the start till the end. But what surprised me the most was that she didn’t run away, she stayed. She was there to help me through it. She is there. She gave me advice when I needed it. She listened to me blabber on about anything and everything.

Today we are like sisters. We share everything with each other. And in her words ‘grief connected us’. And we are more than ‘best friends forever’ we are ‘sisters for life’. Even today I have days when I want to give up. When all I am going through becomes too much to handle. But now I know that there is someone who wouldn’t want me to give up. Someone who believed in me. Someone who didn’t give up on me. And giving up now will be letting her down.

 I believe, everyone deserves to be saved. Because no one deserves to be left behind, to suffer the consequences of someone else’s action. When I can be saved, then maybe it’s not as hard as we think it is. So the next time you see someone about to give up, don’t criticize them. Help them. Maybe a gesture as small as a smile can save a dying person.