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Among the numerous complications in this world, one of them is ‘Time’. For a student who gets an extra 5-minutes in his exam, it’s an absolute blessing. However, for someone, who knows he’s going to lose his loved one soon, every minute is painfully excruciating for him. They say time heals all wounds. But they don’t say how long it will take or if even you’re ever going to be at peace with it. But the tragic reality of life is; it goes on.

I used to think I’m quite indifferent when it comes to sharing someone’s pain or in terms of consoling them. But I was proven wrong. You see, we’re classmates, friends, for barely two months long. Yet the amount of change I noticed in his behavior was just uncanny. The thing that bothered me the most was how an ever-joyful and full of life person went from a lit candle to a doused one as if there was nothing left. He just quieted down. His smile was forced at times. I had never seen someone get this much affected by losing a loved one so it took me by surprise.

What unnerved my whole being; his eyes. They were not up to the brim, no and yet they bore the unflinching sight of absolute pain and hurt. I didn’t think I was ever capable of feeling someone else’s pain to this extent. All I could think was “Someone should do something to make him genuinely smile again”. However, it ain’t that easy now, is it? Otherwise, there would be no pain in this whole world. One flick of a magic wand and all the sadness is gone. Poof.

Time heals all wounds. Sure. But it doesn’t eradicate that punch in the stomach feeling you get when you see something that you associate with the lost loved one. Those bittersweet flashbacks you get whenever someone mentions a memory of yours shared with them. Those glorious moments that you spent with them full of laughter. They won’t come back. But they’re going to live forever in your memories and they’re all yours to treasure.

What I learned is sometimes when you’re hurt and feeling someone else’s pain, you’ve got to be strong, if not for yourself then for them because at times like these, you have to be there for them. You’ve got to remind them that they’re not alone, that you’re right there. For whatever they need. Even if it’s just a simple thing as listening, for sometimes that’s one of the best therapies.

Listen to their memories of the happy tales and the sad ones, the best ones and even the worst ones. Believe me, as of the moment that just might be good enough for the both of you whereas, the rest will be taken care of time.