Life Without A Life...

It is said that the one who can wipe your tears away is the one who knows what they are worth.
Rightly so, it is a fact because someone who cares will never make you cry.

But, sometimes it happens that the one who cannot see you in pain becomes the cause for the eternal sting that pierces deep within. The reason…known only to this someone.
We wail in anguish and long for this someone to be a reason for our salvation, an anticipation that we tend to have when we know that this is only this person who could make the whole thing right again..

The most hurting thing in all this is when they don’t realise this and fail to remember what they mean to us. They forget that when they were in problems, they had us by their side...
They forget when they required us to deliver, we were there for them...
They forget that when they were hurt, we were there to comfort.
And they forget when we were a reason of their anger, we were the ones who pleaded and begged for forgiveness, something that we only do for someone who means everything to us...

And when they are about to leave, even if we are highly well versed, we find no word strong enough that could stop them and bring them back… and we silently see them go, with our eyes full of salt and our heart in absolute anticipation, that they would turn around for once and come back to us...

"Pain is inevitable, and joy is temporary."
It is a very old saying and the one who quoted this was not erroneous in the slightest. After all, joy lies in only a few things and pain can be had from everything, isn’t it?

But this soreness can be a blessing if we have somebody to share it with and it can become blight if we have nobody around while we face it.
Human nature explains that we are mutually dependent creatures who want to share everything with others, we cannot be too much mean to keep our joys to ourselves and we can never be too much angelic to digest our pain within ourselves.

Again, we come to this point that the pain could be reduced or it’s effect could be nullified if we share it with the ones who care, with the ones who want to listen to our grievances, and to those who can to be a reason of our smile.

Yes, we all desire for such people to exist in realism. And when we find this somebody, joy knows no bounds.

But alas, we have a problem…

When they say they want to be our strength, they lie… they only want us to become weak.
They become our prime weakness… something that we can hardly live without.
They become our daily dose to life and life devoid of them eventually means zilch… it means emptiness…

Ever seen a life without life?

Watch me …