
We lead a normal life. Get up in the morning, a career to take care of, family, daily social problems. But there is a story in our hearts that lies dormant. A story, which forces of nature tend to erase and with the pain in our hearts we carry on with our lives. A story so sublime that complexities of daily life evaporates in front of it.
Yeah I too have a story. It is not about the forbidden love between the same sexes but a love story, similar to all love stories. Yesterday, I opened my heart to this new friend of mine. Her name is Pushpa, she did not have a story to tell me. However, the connectivity between us provoked me to carry on. Later, she too confessed that she is missing this particluar person in her life who entered her life as a storm and took her heart away.
Yeah, we all have a story to tell. A story which may not be as sublime as brokeback mountain. But we all have our own mountains. A painful section in our hearts where we dread to walk into. Somehow I find a connection between crash and brokeback mountain In the speed of life I collided with someone, a feeling broke out and it was against the forces of nature. I only imagine of a life where there is no caste, no creed. I imagine of a world where the obsolete social norms do not rule our lives. Where families and society dont go against the forces of love.
Love is a strange feeling, it may last a few seconds, a few years or a few months but when felt there is nothing like it. Nothing ever matches up to that. There is still optimism in my heart. I am alone in the arena but is not a fight. It is a feeling that is cherishing the love, the care and living with the pain. Happiness is a pleasure between two pains and we all live with that.
There comes a time when we wanna control our destiny. We want live the idealistic life where we make our own choices and feel happy about it. Destiny has an upper hand and is always a step ahead of us. I am not waiting for a new life or a new change. Living with the pain helps you deal with anything in life. It makes you strong, it makes you feel that similar to million of people across the world you too have a story to tell. A story that becomes your little secret and stays locked in your heart. These are the complexities of life and neither you nor I can surpass them. We live with it...
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