“Hey is this the last time?”
“You really sure this is over?”
“I don’t think we should stop discussing
this matter anymore, when I am saying this is the end.. Then it is.”
THE END
Last time when I was broken down…
“I
cried and one day I woke up losing everything”– Akshay, Dehi, 29, Print media.
“I took
ice-cream… I put on weight” – Dipti,
Bangluru, 24, B.P.O Industry.
“I try
for her again and again but once gone is gone, finally I realized… she was in
love with someone” – Vikram, Delhi, 24, Doctor.
“She
was never mine, or I mistakenly misunderstood her frankness to be love, but I
broke down completely” – Bhavesh, 21, Mumbai, Student.
“I
stone myself, eventually I realized I was wrong, he used me… I could not
understand why me?” – Purvi, 23, Mumbai,
Student.
As wise men
says “Every End is a new Beginning”
The Start
What is
love? A simple four letters making a word, a noun, a verb or a complete
expression, a sense, feeling of decency or a ensnare to engulf a person. For
few people a ladder to reach the highest emotional craving or a grievous end.
Whatever
love is, one thing is sure it can make stories, stories of life time or stories
telling a time of life.
But for life there is only one situation that it is
unpredictable, the very moment we think we have understood it; it gives a conundrum
to unravel. There are certain times in our life when sacrifices are more than
choices, times when wait is no longer for a salvage than to hurt yourself. To harm
yourself to quench the thirst to gratify the pensiveness, a dream to see a smirk
on others face, even when you are dirge from inside.
I am Excited, hope you are too.
