Tuesday, July 16, 2013

“The heart was made to be broken.”

Like all other stories, they fell in love and got separated.
'S' as they called her, never really came to know the reason.
But, she came to know the pain, deep pain which she felt within.
Her silent eyes had lost that shiny glow at which she used to smile.Her faith was shaken.
Her believe in love was shattered. And, the saddest of all was that she really didn't know how to bring him back.

Every movie she watched, seemed like her own story to her.
She felt as if the greatest tragedy had been faced by her.
The pain which she is undergoing is second to none.

Life had been harsh. She could not explain anyone coz no one will understand.
She went silent. You could see her pondering, the lines on her face trembling with fear.
Fear of losing somebody she could not imagine her life without. Fear of not ever listening to that voice which
kept her alive. Fear of never seeing him again. Fear of seeing him united with somebody else.

But, all she could do was cry and beg. And, one day that fear become the truth.
That one truth, which she could have never have accepted if she had not witnessed with her own eyes.

That one day, she thought of ending her life. Dying in the name of love. And, then she saw her family.
All she could feel was some people were happy coz of her, some were alive coz of her and for some she was a source of inspiration.
A tiny drop of tear dropped from her eyes. A small line of smile could be seen.
Every thing was hazy. But, one thing was very clear to her. People who will sacrifice their life for her
were around her- Her family and a few friends. For others, they didn't care if she was alive or dead.

That small suicide plan just vanished. Perhaps! that's what family can do to you.
They make you live, every time you feel dead deep inside.
They make you believe yourself, everytime you feel that you are just an ordinary soul without a purpose.
And, moreover they help you find one.

She rose from ashes like a phoenix. Started with her life again.
Although, she often felt like running away but she held firm and stayed along.

Her believe of love was shattered like the broken pieces of mirror.
And, she came to know that: “The heart was made to be broken.”





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