Retrospection

Lonliness is the worst disease.
..it is the unspoken conversations that reside in us..
..it is the hole in our lives..

People who have already spent half of their lives caring for the need of others; they, in the long run are mostly affected by the emptiness in their houses and blank spaces around them..
The age old physical exertion, plays mind tricks making them mentally and emotionally vulnarable..

We tend to forget that, as we grow up..our parents grow old...this is the ugliest of the truths..

...and in this journey they empty themselves, by giving us everything we need to survive, and thus forget to think about themselves...and most of the time we take that for granted, overlooking the fact that now they have nothing to, bank on...
They do their duties by making us able and providing us with everything that are needed to move ahead...

...we move ahead..but they are left behind...

The hands, those, once use to catch us whenever we fell should be held and brought in front of us, because they are our Guiding Stars....
....ALWAYS.....

StayBlessed!

#The_Letter

Dear Mr.Darcy,

Never, before, have I known that someone can be so repulsive that it makes you fall in love with that person again and again..
Never, before, did I know the phrase "brooding and handsome" exsits..

Never, before, did I know that there exists a love which is, although not sugar-coated, still passionate enough to drive through your veins..
...An emotion so inert..yet so wild at the same time, that...
.........it is hard to resist...

Being in love with a person and Being in love with the idea of love has often been  mistaken to be synonymous, more so, because most of us draw the ideal picture of someone rescuing us; forgetting that in order to make the rescuing successful, one should want to be rescued..

I, however, am not made of "sugar, ice and everything nice"; and thus, once, had a privileged company of a gentleman who, for a change, didn't want to rescue me; rather wanted to put an end to the trouble and in a way be rescued as well......and as many would identify the emotion, I panicked..Not because I didn't want to be rescued but I wasn't sure whether I could survive after the mission is done...
"...Then what!!???!! "
I was so used to the fact of being in constant alert, that my mind forgot how a piece of calm tasted. I couldn't relax and be vigilant at the same time....and I realized that I was in love with my soliloquy and the habit of control, than anything else..

An evening with you made me visit the time when, no matter how brief it was, someone of your genre, understood that sugar-coated love is not my forte, and for once, made me comfortable....
....and It Scared me...

From,
a Humble Sceptic..

StayBlessed!