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Lost on the Way- Short Story

Updated on May 8, 2010
O Lord my God, in You I put my trust; Save me from all those who persecute me; And deliver me (Ps 7.1)
O Lord my God, in You I put my trust; Save me from all those who persecute me; And deliver me (Ps 7.1)
Where am I to head for?
Where am I to head for?

A short Story

Lost on the way- by Shiva

It was an unforgettable episode, which shook my feelings. In the course of the last summer holiday, I invited my friend, John to accompany me to have a ride to the nearest town, Kandy. He had always been one of my beloved, most affectionate companions of all. He had agreed to spend a fortnight with me.

We started to decide what we had to pack for a two weeks’ holiday. I picked up some woollen clothes and some casual wears and John bought some eatables on the way. On the exact day, we wished our family, and I kissed my old aged mother good-bye by grabbing her feeble hand and kissed on her forehead. I saw tears rolling down onto her cheeks instantly, which I had never ever seen in her before. At first I thought it was due to an affection of motherly love. Yes, it was!

We set off the journey very early in the morning. It was drizzling heavily and I felt chilled from head to feet when I noticed the wiper whipping away the falling water to make the way clear. The unpleasant weather grew bad to worse when we proceeded our way ahead. After travelling for about half an hour or so, to my surprise there was an unexpected thick mist engulfed the entire atmosphere. My friend seemed to be much worried at the mare sight of the heavy rain. He was deep in thoughts, I could have read his mind, but my thoughts scattered desperately at the sight of seeing the unexpected weather.

The humid inside the car was so uncomfortable for me to sit still. Our car was moving at the snail pace along the slippery, hair - pin winding road. I asked my friend to bring the car to a halt under the shaggy, shady tree which stretched its branches making the entire surrounding gloomy and ghostly. By the time we reached the tree, I was taken aback at the sight of a huge ball of fire, with a thundering, ear piercing sound approaching towards the tree. An eye blinding flash of fire hit the tree from the top, and the tree was split into two just in front of our eyes as if I was watching a modern thriller! Both of our mouths dried absolutely and no word came out, wide opening eyes we were trapped inside the car, completely frozen with horror, simultaneously I heard a second deafening crash of a gigantic branch falling on the roof of our car.

When I came to conscious, I felt myself isolated, in a weird place. It was a base hospital, surrounded by a doctor and a nurse. They comforted me and talked to me a lot, but my mind was not in the subject of what they were talking about. My eyes were filled with tears, looking for my beloved friend, John. I suddenly looked at the bed next to me. He was not there either. A terrific terror engulfed my heart, praying to Jesus. I said to myself, “Lord, please do not let this happen to my friend. Please spare my friend’s life.” I talked to a nurse expecting a positive answer about my friend’s whereabouts. She told me that he was in the intensive care unit, had lost one of his legs. I was completely taken aback at the thought of seeing him in such a way. I felt the whole world spinning around me. I burst into cry. All my tears dried up inside of me, yet I was crying, crying, yelling for a long time and felt unconscious again in bed.

John spent a whole month lying in bed in hospital. During these days I had been with him, comforting him of his life. So many things happened within this short period of his being in bed. By the time he recovered his health, he was a cheerless man. Happiness vanished from his life; he lost his beloved girl friend, who refused to live with a disabled man, a man with one leg!

I made up my mind to look after my dearly loved friend for the rest of his life. I feel the love which comes to us from the heaven. The heavenly love never fails, it never depends on the worldly things, it is eternal, never ending. More you love you have, more you need! The everlasting chase of ghostly things lead us to the dead end of life. Most part of our life is lost on the way, before we reach our destinations! While there's life there's hope.

Written by Shiva For hubpages



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    • esolefl profile image

      esolefl 5 years ago

      Hi Dilagshana, why don't you write to this hubpages. Just have a go!

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      Angappan Dilagshana 5 years ago

      dear sir,

      I read the's very nice .

      I hope you'll share more with us.

      Don't stop writing.we are waiting for that.

      Thank you .

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      Ladybird33 7 years ago from Fabulous USA

      Very pretty story, I enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing! I hope you are well.

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      joanne 8 years ago

      hi friend, this is a nice story.... 2 important thing in this story is Friendship and trust into our Creator our God who always there to protect us.....

      thank you for sharing your story with me, hope that more readers will read this.

      keep up the good work my friend.

      God Bless you more....