She fights a lonely battle…a war within herself…one, as she sees it, is full of challenges, struggle for survival…struggle to discover herself. Bogged down by peer pressure, to be a part of the “cool” gang, she now finds herself losing her way through the roads of life. On one side are the million expectations her folks have from her, on the other is her peer group…and on yet another side is her craving to be accepted, and loved for who she is, which most often than not remains unfulfilled. And a combination of all these things makes her vulnerable, stubborn and rebellious. Like footprints on wet cement, these are wounds which stay for life. The hurt in her eyes is too obvious to be missed, the smile on her face…too fake to be believed. I see a constant urge in her to make amends, to be what everyone wants her to be…and to be herself at the same time. And then I see her failing in her attempts to be so…voice breaking…with tears of humiliation rolling down her cheeks, she comes across as a child who’s just lost her bar of candy! Then comes the I-shall-never-let-go-of-my-ego and I-am-right-in-my-own-right attitude, which instantly erases any sort of ‘good feeling’ which people may have had towards her, paving way for unwelcome comments. She finds herself increasingly lost in this commotion of emotions…I wish I could pick her up from where she is…and make her understand..that its absolutely perfect to be imperfect…if only she would listen….A day will perhaps come when she carves out a path for herself…I’m hope it does……the wait continues!!!!
He was...
Every child just dreams of one thing…to be loved by its parents endearingly, to be held close by the dear ones…and just make life beautiful for everyone…and so did I, as a child, dream about growing up as soon as possible, about being loved and cared for like no other. If only I knew that my journey with my father would end all to soon…that he would leave behind an irreplaceable emptiness in our lives…if only he could see where I stand in life now…if only… Papa for me and sis, was a hero in his own right…never the one to be afraid of anything, and even when death came calling, he put up a brave face. He was someone who was simplicity personified, an ever smiling, cheerful person who was really contented with his life…and someone who never worried about anything in the world. Hard to find people like him in today’s world, given that everyone just runs behind money and materialistic comforts forgetting peace of mind. Papa was always known as a righteous man, who never hurt anyone, who di...
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