If Only...

An analytical and a logical mind is a gift. And a very unusual and an uncommon one for that. With it, you get the power to challenge the normal, see through the sham of ideas that others around you force upon you, and break out of the mould society binds on you to keep you within its limits and boundaries. A mind charged by logic is a free mind and it gives you a sense of freedom, a feeling that is enlightenment. One possessing such a thought process is freed from the clutches of god (I don't capitalise the first alphabets for the precise reason), superstitions and all the "wot if" dreams that normal mortals weave.

I pride in having a small hint of such a mind. Though, evidently, the wiring of my neurons is not exactly perfect. . But I believe I can improve my minds way of thinking and ultimately achieve the perfection of a beautiful analytical mind. The endeavour had helped me shed the shackles of religion, superstitions, wishful fantasies (though my fav books are still fantasy) and the long redundant idea of god.

But today something happened. I slipped. As I was walking back to my office after an errand, a friend called. She was almost on the verge of tears. I could sense in the tense voice, she wanted my help. Or just that she wanted a friend beside her. I knew she was trying to break through the bureaucratic work environment of her university office for a chance to go to the US and present a paper there. On the phone, she said she couldnt talk, n started crying. I just managed to mumble some words that I hoped would sound like comfort and hung up. At that particular moment I wished I could be there for her. I wished I could be by her side that instant. I wished I could teleport myself! Ya, like in the comics or how they teach u in Hogwarts, if you will. I wished every particle of mine would squeeze through a wormhole and plonk me down in front of her. Because a dear friend was in trouble, and I wanted to help her. Be there for her and calm her down. How much can you help on the phone? I just wished I could be there by her side that instant. And knock down the bastards who were troubling her. And then take her to her fav shop for a drink of hot chocolate. I wanted to hold her and be the shoulder she could rest on.... If only I could teleport myself, just for once. It would make a friends day. I could turn her sob into a smile...

And suddenly, the train of thoughts came to a halt. Teleporting? That's not possible. Humans cant teleport themselves. Even if its theoretically possible to teleport, humans never had the need to teleport themselves in the evolutionary struggle. So, none of my genes give me the ability. Its only shown on sci fi movies and comics about mutants. So, my analytical mind tells me that I cant be with my friend now, when I want to be there for her, when I know she needs me...

I only wish it were possible. In the deepest of my heart I wish it to be true. But alas, I can only wish, as the part of me, who would have 'prayed' for a miracle to happen, is no longer there. Because I know, sadly, it doesn't exist.

And, maybe, like my friend said, I guess, we are not destined to meet. But, If only...