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hey
hi everyone
i am posting something after along time what to do was really busy
with projects and then went to shirdi with family and now
i am not well got a boil on my leg and i cant walk properly also
it really pains
anyways all tht later
well one of my friend
who is my friend from school time
she has written a story and peom
i really liked both
specially tht story
i know it is nothing related to kumkum
but still i liked them alot and thought to share them with u
she has written both the peom and story on her own and i thought to share it with u all here
her name is sanober khan
and if u like it say good abt her and not me lol😆
cause it is her mind and her work
thsi si the peom
Shedding tears is sometimes,
An exquisite comfort
A scattering of all the weight,
Liberation of all the hurt....
An exquisite comfort
A scattering of all the weight,
Liberation of all the hurt....
It's a titanic wave,
Washing it smooth,
The jagged edges of our lives,
Laying down a path anew,
With a lighter heart and a clearer view,
Washing it smooth,
The jagged edges of our lives,
Laying down a path anew,
With a lighter heart and a clearer view,
It's a reassuring refuge,
Somewhere to vanish into,
Into a cloud,
Into a whisper
Into a whoosh,
or into a wilderness
To vaporize into something unknown
And To let it all suspend to nothingness.
Somewhere to vanish into,
Into a cloud,
Into a whisper
Into a whoosh,
or into a wilderness
To vaporize into something unknown
And To let it all suspend to nothingness.
It''s an old loyal friend,
waiting to embrace it all,
into a warm & tender hug
Letting the rawness melt,
And Making it easier to let go of all that we''ve felt..........
waiting to embrace it all,
into a warm & tender hug
Letting the rawness melt,
And Making it easier to let go of all that we''ve felt..........
Shedding tears is a beautiful effort,
Coz It is never so easy to get over all the hurt,
..............
And then even darkness begins to feel like comfort.
Coz It is never so easy to get over all the hurt,
..............
And then even darkness begins to feel like comfort.
and the story:
Life is all about facing little blows everyday. Some may be too minor to notice...or some so massive that they r impossible to miss, something i'd call a sledgehammer blow. The kind of blow that u feel right down ur gut...a kind of blow that will resonate within the bleeding walls of ur brain forever.
Each and every person is served their share of blows, some are served on a big plate and some are served on a small plate...like one of those side plates.
Well mine was served to me heartily...on a plate so gargantuan .....(topped with a cherry i must add)...that i could barely stuff it down my throat.
Well u probably must have figured out that my life is a series of little blows and topped with a cherry....lets call it a 'coup de grace'.
My life wasn't exactly a pretty picture of perfection.
I was born in to a godforsaken family. I was surrounded by alcoholics, drug addicts, manic-depressives for half my life.I didn't know what a family should be like, never had the luxury of a mothers love, never felt d warmth of a home.............n all tht family stuff i later came to realize.
There was no room for emotions and feelings!! It had already become abstract.
Well mine was served to me heartily...on a plate so gargantuan .....(topped with a cherry i must add)...that i could barely stuff it down my throat.
Well u probably must have figured out that my life is a series of little blows and topped with a cherry....lets call it a 'coup de grace'.
My life wasn't exactly a pretty picture of perfection.
I was born in to a godforsaken family. I was surrounded by alcoholics, drug addicts, manic-depressives for half my life.I didn't know what a family should be like, never had the luxury of a mothers love, never felt d warmth of a home.............n all tht family stuff i later came to realize.
There was no room for emotions and feelings!! It had already become abstract.
It was like watching a live freak show everyday.
But there was one thing i was blessed with, a stoical nature and a brilliant mind to go hand in hand!
With an atom of confidence, I dragged myself through the ravages of my fate, call it sheer luck or hardwork, into a successful individual, self reliant and self sufficient.
But there was one thing i was blessed with, a stoical nature and a brilliant mind to go hand in hand!
With an atom of confidence, I dragged myself through the ravages of my fate, call it sheer luck or hardwork, into a successful individual, self reliant and self sufficient.
That was the first time in my life i had tasted true happiness....that kind u squeeze out of ur own hardwork. I had shaped myself into a successful journalist.
I got married to a successful businessman, bore him to lovely kids, had a fantasy perfect house and all that jazz.
And then it was like i was being jumbled up inside a caramel popcorn tub, all sweetness and light, with dollops of happiness, joy, laughter........
I got married to a successful businessman, bore him to lovely kids, had a fantasy perfect house and all that jazz.
And then it was like i was being jumbled up inside a caramel popcorn tub, all sweetness and light, with dollops of happiness, joy, laughter........
A life of purpose, A life of comfort, A life of luxury , the life which was once upon a time beyond my comprehension, beyond the reach of my wildest imaginations!
It was like i was floating inside a bubble, oblivious to everything's that happening outside.
Until One fine day,
my husband committed suicide. Now that is what i call a sledgehammer blow!
I was trying to will it all away, convincing myself that its all one bad bad dream, and tht i hav all d happiness in d world in d airtight container of my house, my husband is sitting rite across from me, smiling at me with the sun glinting off his thick hair, and that smile igniting every nerve in my body!
But as i opened my eyes, my life was charred mess of broken dreams and deep , mind-numbing anguish. It was like watching it happen to someone else.Oh how i wished it was someone else!
It was like being left with a colouring book, all d figures n cartoons beckoning you to fill it with the prettiest colors, but having only one big black crayon to fill it up with......................!
I tried to console myself...tried so hard...........i kept telling myself that it wasn't the end of the world, i had my whole life ahead of me, like a long highway which seems to go on forever, and had 2 lovely kids by my side.!!
But Life didn't spare me....again.
It was like i was floating inside a bubble, oblivious to everything's that happening outside.
Until One fine day,
my husband committed suicide. Now that is what i call a sledgehammer blow!
I was trying to will it all away, convincing myself that its all one bad bad dream, and tht i hav all d happiness in d world in d airtight container of my house, my husband is sitting rite across from me, smiling at me with the sun glinting off his thick hair, and that smile igniting every nerve in my body!
But as i opened my eyes, my life was charred mess of broken dreams and deep , mind-numbing anguish. It was like watching it happen to someone else.Oh how i wished it was someone else!
It was like being left with a colouring book, all d figures n cartoons beckoning you to fill it with the prettiest colors, but having only one big black crayon to fill it up with......................!
I tried to console myself...tried so hard...........i kept telling myself that it wasn't the end of the world, i had my whole life ahead of me, like a long highway which seems to go on forever, and had 2 lovely kids by my side.!!
But Life didn't spare me....again.
My in-laws blamed me for the suicide, embezzled all the money and took custody of my 2 lovely kids.................And second half my life was consumed by years of struggle for justice...but i lost ....how miserably and how pathetically...........which was so unlike me.
I felt like i was dumped back into the trashiness of my fate. It was like i was born to live in trash.
I had ended up where I'd started from.
Life dragged me back down from the top.
Now i am fragile, dependent, a manic depressive, alcoholic..........all the things i was trying to block out and cross out............had caught up with me..........
Looking back now , i can say i have lived some wonderful moments, maybe few, but nonetheless have the power to light up the whole galaxy.............
I felt like i was dumped back into the trashiness of my fate. It was like i was born to live in trash.
I had ended up where I'd started from.
Life dragged me back down from the top.
Now i am fragile, dependent, a manic depressive, alcoholic..........all the things i was trying to block out and cross out............had caught up with me..........
Looking back now , i can say i have lived some wonderful moments, maybe few, but nonetheless have the power to light up the whole galaxy.............
