Things happen. Things end.
Shit happens. Shit ends.
Happiness happens. And unfortunately it
too ends.
So a teeny-weenie question according to
this life rule/fact; “are we supposed to keep a record of these in our head? Or
are we supposed to flush it out, the minute it ends?” WHAT?
If it’s the first one, then probably
I’m perfectly alright! Mentally, emotionally and All-ally! YAY!!*
And if not (just by chance), we have to
flush them out, then I’ve got no other option than agreeing with my friend, who
from what angle, in what time, thought I was emotionally damaged!
I wouldn’t call myself emotionally
damaged, (for modesty sake!) but instead call my brain a storehouse. It’s not
that I intend to jot down everything that happens with me on this ‘roller-coaster
life ride’; and dream about a fairytale life to make it better, but it happens!
My brain, like me, likes to write and hence makes it a point to note down all
the murk, all the bliss, and probably all the events that leave me baffled.
But I guess it’s natural. Isn’t it? We
all have a memory-diary, a mind journal which keeps intact each and every moment
of happiness that made us roll on floor, and all the heartbreaks that made us suffer.
So clearly, my mind is pretty much inclined towards excessive writing, and
hence, it ends up writing thesis about the pain, more than the joy! And to
balance, to play the Heroine in my life, I let my heart wander on the streets
of love and be palpable enough to dream anything; Dream big-wide and huge!
Aah! So, I might be emotionally scared,
emotionally cautious, but not damaged. I guess so. At Least *Dil hai ki manta nahi*
Right?! :)
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