Kabhi alvida na kehna.....
Have you met people that you instantaneously liked/loved and then had to separate immediately ? Have you parted from that friend of yours who was your partner in crime and the shoulder that you sobbed on for hours? Did you meet people with whom you shared an absolute chemistry and then just decide to stay away for the higher good of mankind or abstracted good outcomes?
Did you?
I always thought I was the only one who met people, hit it off from the word go, and then had to bid adieus only to turn to tubs of chocolate ice-creams to get through the pain and agony. Why do we meet people only if we have to part? This question is always on the top of my list of Why??s . WHY? Whenever this happened to me, I cursed God. Bigtime. Cursed him using words totally unbecoming and unfitting of a woman brought up in a proper household. That was my way of overcoming the pain. Yea, apart from the comforts of the ice-cream tubs and emptying wallets at stores over tunics that I wouldn't wear in years.
The pain would be such that you would feel unwanted, hurt, scarred for life and you would want to hit yourself for the mistakes made or taking those people for granted or again get back to the world of cursing and curse that he/she for not understanding you. Or for not standing up to you. Or for understanding so little of you. Or for misinterpreting your words and actions. Your head would make you sit there staring at the dark sky telling you all wrong things like there is only a bleak future ahead and stupid and silly things like there is not a single person in the world who loves you. Yeah, it is all very sad and depressing . I understand life is hard. A friend of mine says, "I think God was having his chummies while he was creating me". I know we all feel like that at one time or the other and there are millions of people feeling like that right now this very moment.
I only want to convey through this post to all those people that have been hurt or might be hurt in future that all that emotional trauma is fleeting.With time if I emerged gloriously from that pain, so would you. And everybody will. Look around you. There might be another shoulder that you could sob on, talk to and vent out all that anger/frustration/pain/hurt etc. Or just write it down in your note book. You will find answers with time. Or write to me. I will be that openminded and unprejudiced ear that hears. You deserve to be heard. And again, with time life would be that clichéd bed of roses until some thorns in the bed start pricking your back and make you bolt out of that comfort only to become stronger and stronger and stronger. Every such experience will be a new lesson to learn and then preach to the rest ;) Everybody needs a chance to be heard, dont they? And to feel loved.
Spread the hugs. Spread the love. Amen.
PS: Why do they say 'bed of roses'? Roses have thorns, remember? Why not lilies and jasmines and other sweet smelling flowers without the thorns?
PPS: Ah! now i Know. to keep alternating between soothing and pricking? really?
Did you?
I always thought I was the only one who met people, hit it off from the word go, and then had to bid adieus only to turn to tubs of chocolate ice-creams to get through the pain and agony. Why do we meet people only if we have to part? This question is always on the top of my list of Why??s . WHY? Whenever this happened to me, I cursed God. Bigtime. Cursed him using words totally unbecoming and unfitting of a woman brought up in a proper household. That was my way of overcoming the pain. Yea, apart from the comforts of the ice-cream tubs and emptying wallets at stores over tunics that I wouldn't wear in years.
The pain would be such that you would feel unwanted, hurt, scarred for life and you would want to hit yourself for the mistakes made or taking those people for granted or again get back to the world of cursing and curse that he/she for not understanding you. Or for not standing up to you. Or for understanding so little of you. Or for misinterpreting your words and actions. Your head would make you sit there staring at the dark sky telling you all wrong things like there is only a bleak future ahead and stupid and silly things like there is not a single person in the world who loves you. Yeah, it is all very sad and depressing . I understand life is hard. A friend of mine says, "I think God was having his chummies while he was creating me". I know we all feel like that at one time or the other and there are millions of people feeling like that right now this very moment.
I only want to convey through this post to all those people that have been hurt or might be hurt in future that all that emotional trauma is fleeting.With time if I emerged gloriously from that pain, so would you. And everybody will. Look around you. There might be another shoulder that you could sob on, talk to and vent out all that anger/frustration/pain/hurt etc. Or just write it down in your note book. You will find answers with time. Or write to me. I will be that openminded and unprejudiced ear that hears. You deserve to be heard. And again, with time life would be that clichéd bed of roses until some thorns in the bed start pricking your back and make you bolt out of that comfort only to become stronger and stronger and stronger. Every such experience will be a new lesson to learn and then preach to the rest ;) Everybody needs a chance to be heard, dont they? And to feel loved.
Spread the hugs. Spread the love. Amen.
PS: Why do they say 'bed of roses'? Roses have thorns, remember? Why not lilies and jasmines and other sweet smelling flowers without the thorns?
PPS: Ah! now i Know. to keep alternating between soothing and pricking? really?
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