An Eulogy to Every Emotion.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Law of DMU-A version.

Every person has their breaking point.


Some break easily,while others..well...lets just say their stronger. Ive learnt that strength is accepting your weakness and moving on.


Now,the acceptance;well thaz the hardest part...but the law of DMU gets me thru tha phase...anything thaz begins,reaches its highest point and gradually ends...nothing last forever...however ubiquitous tha saying may be..its still a blunt fact.


There will be pain and regret and sorrow and tears along the way.


At this point,we think its the end.That theres no new beginning...but we often fail to look beyond..we fail to walk over to the edge and see the beauty right in front of us.


That its not the end of everything...theres so much more to live for..and that somewhere in all of the pain,theres always hope...a reason to believe..isnt tha what we feed off??..


Hope that we learn from pain.


Hope that tomorrow will be easier to endure.


Hope that there will be stranger at the end of the tunnel to take you farther and farther away from darkness ....into purpose.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Home.


She tried not to think bout what happened..the pain was too overwhelming..She dint care that she was lost..She had all she needed-her Ibanez...and that was all.


Shed left home..She was sick of defiance..She tried all she could to tell him but he simply wouldnt listen. and so,she decided to make it clear.She had failed to reason so she learnt to accept.


Left a note.Packed what she needed,coupla bucks ta get her thru the nyt...


All her life,she always had the second best...alwayz compromised..but now she knew that shed have all or nothing and anything in between was an illusion.She looked up to see the sunset ...it was the first time that shed learnt to appreciate the different melange of colours in the sky-purple blending into orange...nirvana.


She sat in the meadow..under the setting sun..with the breeze in her hair...feeling her fingers brush the nylon beauty.



She closed her eyes.She was home.


Sans regret.Sans grief.Sans sorrow.


"Harder the life,sweeter the song..."


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