Getting over things are pretty hard especially if you were attached to that person or thing. To one of my friends it was like starting a run but every time he looks forward things get blurry. He liked to travel like most of us, but this one time everything changed. He was excited to go to Argentina, it was his first time and he was ecstatic! He brought the
flag of Argentina to his house and to one of our meeting places just to tell everyone he has roamed the world. To me, it was somewhat boastful but he was happy he was going there for pleasure and not work so I understood.
He stayed in Argentina for two weeks and when he came back he was a changed man. When we picked him up in the airport we brought the
flag of Argentina with us to let him know that we were glad to see him home. When we saw him exit, we went berserk as if seeing a famous rock artist. Usually he would play along with the routine but this time he was not himself. After getting to our meeting place he told the whole story. Like any other man his weakness was the woman from her dreams and sadly he found her in Argentina. He told the sad story of how he fell in love and faltered. And the memories are staying and the flag remains in his head and he is unable to forget what he had found and lost in Argentina.
Now, he is almost back to normal but not quite and as friends we are by his side. A few weeks from now he is going to go back to the country were he found smiles and tears, to put a closure on what had happened and to move on. I myself would pray that he'd get over it.
by:
The Flagman
