All my life I have never yearned for someone to check on me. I never let. I have been my only supporter. I appreciated myself. Dejected myself. Motivated myself. I loved and hated myself. I did all I could do to support myself to the point I was ok with people not asking whether I am ok or not.
I saw everyone crying for someone or something, craving for someone's presence, making friends, laughing and crying on someone's shoulder. I thought I was strong for not wanting someone to lean on, for not crying when someone left me, for not chasing friendship or love.
Drowning in the river of my tears, I now realise I am not enough to save myself. I struggle to turn around to see if there is anyone who has come to save me. Poor me, How can someone come without even knowing where I am? How can they hear my cry when I had never let anyone near my vicinity!
My own feelings that I have bottled up for so long are pulling my leg now. I realise how weak I have become to the point no sound comes out of my mouth. The stronger I thought I was, the weaker I am now.
I remember a few words I read once, "It's ok to let people in our lives, it's ok to cry for someone, it's normal to have heartbreaks, your strength lies in the love you have for others". Those words hit me like an arrow and all I have now is sorrow.
you can find love neatly pressed between the pages of a melancholic book, breathing calmly alongside the beginning of the first chapter where his eyes meet hers for the very first time. a pair of dark brown pearls resting gracefully on a pretty face manage to stop him in his tracks, something our guy has never experienced before.
you can find courage invoking at the end of chapter four when he finally decides to confess his feelings for her after getting to know her well. although he has known her for a really short period of time, she seems like someone he will remember for times to come. he becomes the emblem of hope itself, for us readers sitting at home, when he puts aside his fears and discloses to her of what's forming in the back of his mind, when he opens up to her.
you can find happiness nestled for the most part of the book starting from the point where she says yes to our guy till the time they figure out the problems that are yet to come. but for now, things are working out really good, he has never seen better days, she's something he didn't know he was missing, she's radiant like the morning sun rays, she's cheerful like a beautiful rainbow after a heavy rain. but all that seems to fade away, when we reach to the part where begin their dark days.
you can find strength residing in the arms of the ending of the last chapter where he chooses to let go of her. it takes a lot of strength to set free a part of you that you thought who would never have to. when somethings aren't meant to be, you can't do anything about it, even if at first they seemed to be. some endings take a 180 degree turn when its looking all simple and predictable. a lovely monsoon turns into a disheartening season of heartbreak, an autumn which was supposed to bring home joy has got nothing in its pockets. we don't call it a fall for no reason.
You are not satisfied with what you have, desire of having more is what you always combat Money and status has always been a concern, but sharing and caring with our love one isn't you yearn Jealousy and comparison are there to accompain you, but rising and shining together is wish of only few
You are not grateful for opportunities you hold, that routine and studying always sounds you dull & bore But many are there praying for the boring routine you carry, because somewhere they believe this path can take them to destination called as merry
You don't find happiness in safety of your beloved one, there are many fighting with life threatening diseases for new journey to begun Having enough to satisfy gist of your status is what make you worried, but there are many juggling day and night to save a life is what make them harried
The routine some carry may be boring But there are many where every single moment is more like warring The tensity of making living and the need of courage of fighting are thoughts one is going through, whereas there many who ignore all these facts and find hard to chill with a cup of brew
It's the story of boy born in any street of Rameswaram in Tamil Nadu He was a fraction of a fisherman and a housewife He was kind & ambitious son of an ordinary
He embellished himself with thirst for knowledge, perseverance, humility, simplicity, compassion and many more His personality can't be some up in few words he is ineffable
His veins supplying him strength and courage to not only become missile man of the world but also in playing a leading role in development of INDIA
He opened the eyes of many Explaining what qualify as a beauty Beauty not about how you look But what signifies your persona
He demonstrated the true potential of an ordinary in corresponding to all the myth prevailing around He empowered not only himself, nation but also those who sowed a seed of doing something in their mind
He penned down all his major happening to enlighten the bright novice who can't make heads or tails of it I have often picked his brain while reading his work conveyed in Wings of fire & other
I admire him for who he is as a gentleman, who he is as a leader, who he is as a president to a nation, who he is as an inspiration for many.
Look... There are different people Different reasons to smile Different causes of sufferers Today let's look a different perspective That's not so known and a bit neglected They find a corner more comfortable than outerworld.. ....... Yea..lets read...
_______________________ It might look like I've friends but no one is the closest.. It might seem I smile a lot but there are fears hiding.. It might seem am lost but I've slight issue of anxiety.. It might seem am ignoring but am trying to control myself very hard.. Am scared what if everyone gets to know.. The truth behind the smiley face inside the rheumy eyes Will they start seeing me as a negative person? Will they understand? Will they be able to relate to my insecurities? Am not curious to know this.. I just want some respect..love and wanna be alone I no more need shoulders to cry on I don't need people to rely on Am ready to burden up myself with heavy emotions.. I try not to show my dark side As in future I may hear disguise I often speak less They say my emotions are completely messed Am not someone who likes to share my deep and dark thoughts with anyone anymore They've started calling me an introvert.. Am somewhere okay..but somewhere I disagree As understanding my deep thoughts and me Is no more their cup of tea.......... __________________________________
I tried something never different...something unheard of