Originally posted by: ValleyOfPeace
I have been sheltered sweetly. But they weren’t overprotective. Probs maine bhi face kiye hain but I guess our worlds are diff so probs bhi different hain of course.
Lekin yeh similarity hai meri aur teri.
Prepared to main bhi rehti hoon hamesha. My motto has always been to hope but be ready for setbacks. Bas farq itna hai ki I have faith everything will get sorted. And my faith haven’t let me down ever.
And u r right. Tujhe jaisa experience hai us hisaab tere outlook hain. Mere hisaab se mere.
But I still wish ki u receive everything u want and tera normal bhi ek fairytale bhi ho. Who knows my faith in this outcome will come true again for u??
I'm not saying that there's anything wrong with hoping and having faith. Everyone should have faith, everyone should hope, I do it too.. maybe it's not very apparent but I do.
Let me share a story. My father struck all his life, right from childhood, started working from the age of 16 or so... struggled for financial issues in the family, had to take care of 3 siblings and his own expenses because my grandfathers earnings were not sufficient.. from his savings helped his younger brother to set up a business so that the family finances get better and didn't keep any thing for himself. Then later helped another cousin of his in setting up his business and worked with him as well. Helped I don't know how many in between in their work and personal lives by taking up all the struggle on himself. Had a failed marriage as well in these chaos. And not to forget all these people he helped, have mostly betrayed and used him later.
He used to always happily tell me that his grandfather used to tell him that you have struggled all your childhood and youth, you are going to have an amazing and relaxing oldage. Papa used to be very very hopeful about it and tell me that now I have a wife like your mother and a capable daughter like you I'm definitely going to enjoy in my old age, all my suffering will be worth it.
And ironically when he started working for himself, when things were getting sorted out for him to sit back and relax, he got so unwell that he actually couldn't and ultimately left the world only.
That kind of hope breaks me... I can't even tell how heartbroken I feel right now when while writing all this I remember him smilingly telling me about all his hopes and how he couldn't even see one of them being fulfilled or enjoy any fruits of his struggle himself. This regret is something I can never let go of. And that's what constraints me from keeping any hopes.