Life takes us to places that we never thought we could reach. A month back I had a perfect career; I had 6 months - 1 year - 5 years - 10 years plans around it. Today, I stand bare, watching the grains of those huge plans slipping out of my fist. Not that I believe it's a tragedy. On the contrary, I believe, I am being pushed to something greater. Something more aligned to my life purpose. I am a creature of delicate emotions. I thrive on affection and the dreamy promises of eternal love with a counterpart who would want me because that's his only natural state - in love, standing right next to me. The affection and promises do cross my path sometimes, but only to remind me that they hurt, by setting me on fire. They bring me to life only to kill me later. Oh, what wouldn't I have done of they came to stay! I will run away, yet again, for I have hoped for far too long. There is this constant dull ache. You see, grapes are sour.
Friday, 10 November 2023
Monday, 6 November 2023
Trauma
Imagine living with a ticking time bomb inside your body that might explode anytime. To that, add living alone in an unfriendly city with no friends because the introvert in you doesn't allow it. And then add being involved in a forbidden romance that pushed you to the disaster. Absolute disaster! Now imagine not being able to confide about it to anybody for one whole month. Imagine fighting the darkness all by yourself while toxins are being pushed into your body. Do you know what happens when you are in a constant state of agony? You get bored of it and are prepared for just any outcome whatsoever.
And they say, I shouldn't run away from reality! And they say, I am insane to contemplate leaving behind everything I know!
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