It is then when the moment when we hear those mushy and heart rending songs on our cellphone or via any other sources we feel the salty waters have trickled down the cheeks without our knowledge and consent.Its not the lyrics of the song or the voice of the singer who sung it so soulfully but its the emotions,feelings and the people attached to the very lines of the lyrics.Be the sweet ones or the bitter ones memories flood across our minds.Life is not the roller coaster ride only rather an extempore audition or examination.From the very day of nestling in our mother's womb till the moment of turning into 3-4 handful of ashes we take examinations.Unpredictable tomorrows,betraying relationships,bottling desires,bizarre dreams,hopeless today,haunting yesterdays,dark secrets and the list goes on.But it's the ultimate truth that we can never lie to us.Matters of heart and matters of soul are sometimes too tangled to be again put into straight lines.But still we have to be optimistic.Searching for a glint of hope for the whole lifetime.Time runs rather flies and we keep on chasing it.But does that makes matter better?? Do they in real sense.
Some of the 1000s people we come across in our whole life time a handful cross our mind and heart for more than once in every prosperity and peril.And we label them as''dear ones''.And for the one whom we fall head over heels-'our loved one'.Life gives us then a hard test.Egos surface,ignorance deepens and we stand poles apart.Perhaps that's not the way we ever wanted the events to take along the course.Do we?? Heart never reasons and that's the biggest trouble.Even if we know that something can never be reciprocated yet the heart reasons volumes and put the analytic brain to rest.Again the heart wins over us.We see dreams,possess hope and run from the painful ,out of control reality.Each time there is any link indicating them then we grab it without hesitation.Why?? They are our ''loved one's''...
When it rains,or when it's too cold or when the day is too bright ,we remember them.Because we love them.We say 'season's greetings'.Albeit we remember them through the drops or rain,rays of sun,droplets of dew and shades of moonlight the question lingers ''Are they feeling the same for us?? Do they remember us ?? And do they even bother??
And then reality gate crashes us again.Pulls us again ruthlessly from the self made fantasy world of sweet events and then YOU ARE ALONE ON THE ROOF ,ON THE TERRACE,IN THE ROOM AND IN THE WORLD...
Some of the 1000s people we come across in our whole life time a handful cross our mind and heart for more than once in every prosperity and peril.And we label them as''dear ones''.And for the one whom we fall head over heels-'our loved one'.Life gives us then a hard test.Egos surface,ignorance deepens and we stand poles apart.Perhaps that's not the way we ever wanted the events to take along the course.Do we?? Heart never reasons and that's the biggest trouble.Even if we know that something can never be reciprocated yet the heart reasons volumes and put the analytic brain to rest.Again the heart wins over us.We see dreams,possess hope and run from the painful ,out of control reality.Each time there is any link indicating them then we grab it without hesitation.Why?? They are our ''loved one's''...
When it rains,or when it's too cold or when the day is too bright ,we remember them.Because we love them.We say 'season's greetings'.Albeit we remember them through the drops or rain,rays of sun,droplets of dew and shades of moonlight the question lingers ''Are they feeling the same for us?? Do they remember us ?? And do they even bother??
And then reality gate crashes us again.Pulls us again ruthlessly from the self made fantasy world of sweet events and then YOU ARE ALONE ON THE ROOF ,ON THE TERRACE,IN THE ROOM AND IN THE WORLD...
bahut bhal lekhuchhanti...meticulously structured...hele ame murkha loka..english re poor..mo jeeban re 60-62 ru adhik rakhini kebe..ete sabu katha ka'n bujhiparu?...
ReplyDeletehrudayara katha bujhiba pain language kebe darkar huena.kichi katha padhikari bujhibaku hue and kichi bujhibaku padhiba darkar hueni.
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