Sameer Desai
Bangalore
Life is complicated. If you don't screw it, life screws you up.
It isn't easy even when you fulfil all the conditions to screw it.
It still screws you when, when you have everything in your hand to screw it.
They say don't cry over and over, over things which have hurt you.
They say just cry once and finish it off, but only a wounded heart and soul knows that no matter how much you cry over the same matter, its always fresh in your memory.
Wounds can be healed but memories can't be erased.
Even a breath taken hurts if your wounded.
They say no matter how bad the wound is, time always heals it.
Well will it really? Or s it True.?
Only a wounded person will know that even a single ticking of a 2nd needle passing pierces through the heart, hurts it over the wound and seals it with a stitch.
The whole process of stitching makes sure that it hurts before it is healed.
Nobody has time to listen to somebody's woes; even if they do have they wouldn't understand. They just pretend that they can understand.
PAIN, GRIEF, TEARS, LONELINESS, EMPTINESS, UNFILLED DESIRES AND DREAMS ARE RUNGS OF the LADDER.
It is the ladder to that life where you don't know whether the people around you are friends or foes.
This ladder is taken by that person who loves people around him way too much no matter what.
He doesn't want them to know that he loves them.
He secretly sacrifices his wishes just to see them smile.
He'll forget the pain he encountered during stitching.
Ahhhhhh now the wound is stitched and healed.
Well the stitched wound is bound to leave a mark behind.
Only a single touch on the mark is enough to bring back all those painful memories.
The memories that you've hid deep down at the bottom of your heart. The ones that were never revealed, the suppressed ones.
All you do is suppress them again and again and then put on the mask of pretence and go back to the life and start it where you had just left it.
Life is it a BOON? A MIRACLE ? OR NIGHTMARE?.