Chapter 1 - Distant Memories Relinquished

On a fateful night in August 2008, the silence of the tranquil night was shattered with the ringing of the house phone. Still groggy and confused and most reluctant to answer the phone, i finally decided to pick it up after facing defeat with curiosity. I was both surprised and shocked to hear the voice of Evelyn Virgil (The name was altered) on the phone.

"Hello..Is it this Zerga?" She was whispering over the phone. It was way past midnight at that point of time.

I answered casually and asked her of her late phone call. As I myself was forcing her the question so directly, she waste no time in telling me that the reason she called was that she was in fear that the following morning, she would be demerit for her charged guilt, skipping classes. Half amused and half worried, I calmly reassured her that all was well and she was worrying for nothing.

"Mr. Dragonstea Natel (altered name) would not bear to deduct your marks, its simply impossible since you have such plausible reasons" I told her reassuringly, hoping that for once her anxious mind would give herself her break.

However, to my dismay and astonishment she became talking in rapid tone of how she had got herself into this bad situation and of how bad her premonition is about tomorrow's meeting with Mr Natel. Now attentively, i listened with caution, knowing only too well of Everlyn's weak and emotional personality. Troubled, she began accusing herself of sins she never even committed, then silently breaking down into sobs. Tears, as what i imagined must have rushed down her cheeks, for in a moment or two the sobs worsens and she broke down into tears, crying helpless of her misfortune, blaming herself and the teacher for her most unfortunate mishap.

After much counselling and assurance she finally cooled down a bit, but not for long. She then began relating about then coming exam and how she had failed to studied diligently. I sensed depression in this poor girl's soul but could not comfort her in anyway, only to listen to her complaints.

"If I had read my physics a week ago..If I had read my biology...If I had" Everlyn began and continued torturing herself with the on-going game of "If"

"If I had done everything a little while back then maybe I would be able to get good results..BUT ITS ALL MY FAULT! WHY am i so lazy? WHY?" She continued, this time more fiercely.

After satisfied about complaining on her examination preparation, she began telling me stories of her love life, torn asunder by the one man she still loves now. Venturing deep into the root of her pain and torment for the two years since she met him, I felt a deep sadness towards Everlyn, sorry for her misfortune and torment for the last two agonizing years.

It was 1 hour after everything to be said was said and we hanged the phone, this time a more comforted Everlyn hanging up. Dressed comfortably and sitting in front of my study desk, I couldnt bring myself to study, only to think of how sad Everlyn must be over the days so lonely spent. How harsh had her loved one hurt her and treated her. It was because of the long talk and conversation that i came to realize that for most people, they had taken love for granted, love from friends, from families, from partners. While we are contented with our lives filled with tender love, some are struggling to obtain even the smallest amount of love from whom they cherished. Touched, I was inspired by Everlyn to start this blog of mine, chapter by chapter, I would began to recontrust the tragic story of hers from the day it all started.

While some of the plot would be different from the actual story, I would try to ensure that as much as I can of the original plot is preserved. In this blog however, all names and character would be altered mostly according to initials of the names of true people.

And so the epic story began, when memories of the past were relinquished, tears of sorrow and pity began pouring, reminiscing the reluctant past of Everlyn, my friend of whom who suffered her love torn.