life moves on...
That's it.
These were her last words. And suddenly a bike rides over me and vanishes. But I am still getting calls, and I try my first flight from the top of my company's building... And lo! I can fly. Awesome...but a drop of tear still falls ... Making its way to the earth's flatness.
Aah...my hand senses something wet. That drop of tear it is...and I realize am awake.
Huh? Dreams I must say actually are like flying horses.
Some try to interpret them, some just forget. I do neither. Just remember them and pat my subconscious mind for such great imagination.
But melancholy is the flavor of the day. A near and dear, who is valued the most if hurts doesn't realize what or how huge could be the impact. Emotions are priceless, and so a rare found possession. But the reason been given for their scarcity is not that they are priceless but that they are useless!
Emotions should never overflow-accepted. BUT should nevertheless be valued.
Haa, look who's talking of emotions! I remember the reply to a mail of mine from my ex-crush's boyfriend, it said: 'karun to misunderstand, you should have understanding first.' Though all these years I wasn't in agreement to this statement but today I realize: how true! I haven't ever been able to understand others.All these years(7+ years) I wasn't , BUT today I find no opinion wrong.
But the result of all this...
The dreams of mine...so restless, painful and also sometimes eye watering.
The solution to all this is nothing but to live as much as possible in oblivion. I know that that would again not leave people quiet, but they would now say am being a coward or I should not give up on life. Again they are the same people... Realization that am a failure in personal relationship management (even a counselor confirmed this ;-) ), because I always am on the extremes of sharing emotions in a relation is late but worthy, but no self-pity or sympathy intended or expected here(dunno why people misinterpret my statements)... AND SO I DO QUIT.
Its ok to accept cowardice as a quality. C'mon until when should we just keep bothering about
What Would People Think or Say?
Keep d faith...
Karun.
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