Lfe is not a
fairy tale. We can’t go on for college for our whole life time… And movies they
deceive us a lot. I don’t mean that happiness is not easy to attain as in
movies, but what I mean is that happiness won’t be consistent. Most of the
movies end with a happy ending, but in life when one happy ending happens;
there is another melodrama which is soon going to unfold from that ending. We
were born with some advantages and some disadvantages I agree, some are beautiful
and some are intelligent. But in the end what matters is not what you got when
you were born but what you made in the end. If you count on your worries and
depressions, I am sure your life will give you bunch, which will be more than
enough to make you dumped in your own bed room and never get away from it.
Rather wake up, remember there is something you always wanted to do,
maybe if you’re, then why don’t you realize it is the right time. Against the
storm and against the drought, let the crop give its first leaf, then I am sure
that will grow up as a major tree to everyone’s admiration even when the own
Earth does cease its existence. Don’t put your life as an unbearable baggage
you can’t lift and wait for someone to help you. We all got the same lives, the
same blank paper in our hands, few trashed it, few scribbled something, few
made paper boats, few painted in it, few wrote their poems in it, but none
returned the paper as the way as it was given, at last we all did something.
Perhaps, what make certain people to outstand are the masterpieces they left in
those blank sheets of paper. Leave it, leave about achieving things in
life, if you are happy and made people around you happy then what’s left to be
achieved more. Your life will not be giving space for you to remain
dedicated or practice arts, or your sports within you, but I am sure you would
be having enough time and enough space to make people around you to feel
something good. You could assure safety to people who feel they are caught up
in a danger; you could help them to discover themselves as new when they are
totally lost. Once again movies deceive you. In real lives, there are no
heroes and there are no villains, everyone is a mediocre human. Some
prays to God to help them and every living creature in this world, some
ridicules him and feels himself courageous when compared to that man who prays
to God in the fear of his existence. You got the right to hate people or
love people. And let me ask you one last thing, why do you need these stupid
advices or motivations from someone, when you have a miraculous teacher called
life in your hands…
I remember my childhood... My mom and I used to walk in the
streets. I would keep on asking for colour pencils and keep on saying stories
and walking away from her right side and into that busy road, where automobiles
raced each other in top speed... She would hold me by my hands and drag me to
her left side as she was afraid of me being hit by the vehicles. Years have passed and I was with her for
buying the colourful saris in my first salary... She has become so naughty that
she says stories about the first sari, which
papa has bought for her, and she leaves my hand and walks towards the vehicles
to my right side. All I have to do is to drag her to my left and walk with with
her like the way she used to do when I was a child.
Because I loved every time you fought to stay with me...
I hurt you knowingly
Because I felt special when I realized you loved me enough
to let me hurt you...
I asked you to leave me
Because I always know you would come back soon...
Like a rubber band I played with our relationship every
time because I believed everything would become normal once again.I didn’t guess that I was stretching so much
that our beautiful relationship would be eventually broken in a way it could
not be mended.Sitting alone, looking
back and worrying why things ended up this way I realize it is all because of
me.I wounded a heart that possessed
unconditional love for me just because of my selfish behaviour.I behaved rude because I demanded equal love
from you.But love is like a rain it
comes naturally and not by demanding or begging for it.I measured, compared and asked equal share of
my love from you.By doing all these I
proved my love was cheap.I know my
hurting words couldn’t be taken back nor those things happened would be changed
again.Perhaps I wish you could
understand that I did all these just because I loved you and wanted to be loved
by you. If possible forgive me and come back to me because you know well that I
got none to love like the way I love you…
still remained as an unacceptable thing that she had gone…
committing suicide seemed to be the better option. I thought about it many times, and I decided
to wait for her, untill she marries him.
Keeping this thought in my mind, the days went okay. I decided I should live without any worries
or better end my life. Few weeks passed
by, I understood that those who think to commit suicide always thinks and never
pretended to my parents that everything was ok, but my heart was always in the
abyss in the depression of unrequited love.
passed by, her marriage day came. I went to her marriage. I saw
her face after 8 years, since the day I last saw her during my 12th
results. I made sure that she did not
see me. I bestowed the flowers and my
wishes to her.
hurried to the dinner, I was so sad that the menu didn’t contain ‘Biriyani’
which is my favourite food.