Here's
to how my world stood tilted toward the dark side. Every moment my
mind held a different vibe. Be it a fear of death, the high of an
adventure or a dreadful nightmare. At that very time of the year, I
was being pampered by the best. I declared to him that in my life
when he came, I was taught that love is not a game. Needless to thank
him for sharing with me ample amount of that emotion. Accepting me in
every form was his notion. It all seemed like a real life
block-buster movie in slow-motion. From then on, everyday turned out
to be a better fairytale. The whole year was intoxicating. Pure
innocence it all was.
Amidst the
merriment, I was being drawn away completely, not realizing I had
lost myself into another world. My big sister knew it all and so she
steered me like always. She assured to me that I can live a souped up
life with healthy relations, a clear mind and heart, if I don't get
carried away by all this. For my betterment it was I knew, so I
agreed to it tout de suite. We talked like dead-on best friends and I
was so glad that we soliloquized every small-big episode of our life
to each other. One hell of an inspirational figure she is and forever
will be. My Father, My King – His art of writing, jocosity and
every other thing has taught me just a lot. My Mother My Guardian
Angel – the most worshiped Goddess. How smoothly she handles
responsibilities goes without saying.
In my small
world I thought I was taking the right path. Nevertheless, I didn't
know that the wrong one disguised itself! Hadn't I realized that I'm
embedding every feeling and thought into me? Hadn't I known I'm not
doing the right thing, because a few days later when my mind and
heart became saturated, I burst every dollop of emotion into many
tears. So many tears. For years together, not a single thing I shared
to my parents nor did I involve myself in anything. I was notable by
talking less and being cocooned in the room with my phone. They said
I was once a jovial, bubbly girl who always chirped and awakened the
aura. But that so called 'love' hit me without my permission and
wholly changed my being. It slowly began tasting bitter to me. I
felt caged. A free flying bird I desired to be.
One fine day
made its way when I spilled the beans to my mum, dad, kiths &
kins collectively. Crestfallen, I made a statement about my
foolishness of not confessing anything to them. My statement was
interrupted positively: they told me that above all, they are happy
to hear from me my feelings and whatsoever I shared to them. Once I
was done with my entire story, I felt like helium: light as ever. I
was tickled pink also. It was the best thing I could ask for! It was
the time when I found out my parents are my first best friends and my
everyday well-wishers. Very much to my surprise I had forgotten 'him'
soon after the massed counseling (by my friends too!) They almost
celebrated toward getting the old me back. My life caught hold of a
different route and today my family and friends make me burn with the
brightest flame!
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