We were traveling through the landscapes together but now I don’t know where to tell him I left behind….

We were traveling through the landscapes together but now I don’t know where to tell him I left behind….

More often than not , a relationship brings in a new meaning to your static lifestyle. Your regular hours become easier to melt down the clock, all the tangible things around you don’t become a victim to your frustration, you have a new buddy to bitch about your irritating roommate to your unrealistic boss and most importantly yours nights are as lively as your days were. While you have so much to catch on in the first few months , the day is not far where you two will sit to opposite sides with “us” becoming “my” slowly but this phase like all the things in the world has a tendency to change and it will. If its night , the sun will rise to spread light but cannot stay too long because night has its promises to keep. These are the regular situations of any relationship world wide but since all people are not the same it affects them differently too. Various such on-off phases lead to a painful stage or a stable phase which again depends on the participants of this game. I saw a similar story passing by my eyes everyday and was not able relate and answer why. I hope you can….

He smiled to her like nobody else could and gave a blanket of love she could always hide in and sleep. He gave the blanket to someone else too…. what should be done? she doesn’t knows his reasons but all she wants is the comfort she once felt in the blanket and want to feel it for long. She fought for her comfort and took it back because nobody wants to feel cold. She still could not wrap herself because it now had its warmth striped off in layers. She is fierce and absolutely wants to find the pieces now which once she owned. On her way around, she found some comfort and lost her way back.

She now started seeing cold spluttering and giving way to the sunshine but soon realized that every bird has to return to the nest before its dark. The dark days took over and winter started falling. Blanket resumed its warmth but comfort now made his place. Since, you cannot fill both hands with candies you have to open one and let go and make peace with all you have. She is stuck, not moving in any direction and there is no one to help. She knows what is right but too weak to hold. A day arose making way for the disaster, if warmth was not felt…it could not let the comfort win too. Resultant of which , the warmth once again fell onto someone else , comfort being too broke left the path it once travelled and about her….she lost both !

One day, to the least of the probability , he found his way back and hugged her with everything he took from her making her the rightful owner. She now saw sun rising brightly but was it meant to burn everything along?? Not until the day they made everything seem like no one lost the way and combined as the correct mixture. They were like never before and like no one else can be. But hey …look , she was once again breaking down. Not because she was short of warmth or comfort took its place but because feelings play a different game. They do not participate with the mind and leave it to its own rantings. She wants to be at peace, for once as she deserves it but why is everything glowing and fading leaving her blind at all spots. She is now loved but with no dignity, respect or consideration. Was this all a hoax simply meant to put her down?? If it was she chose to be bold… she stands to loose but not compromise !

She is not less than a butterfly who broke her cocoon to push herself out and fly because there is much more to life than living in warmth and comfort. She doesn’t coordinates with any parallel she isn’t meant to be. She is now the leader of herself before anybody can be of hers.

Now, what should she answer to him? where did she leave him while traveling and started her own journey? and where is she right now….because he cannot see her and she in too much into life.

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Rushica Bhagat
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