Holding disfigured and bruised body of
his one year old sister,
The injured boy was staggering
his way to find a safe place.
Every time his lungs expanded to breath in some air, his nose took in a mixture of dirt and debris.
He had no idea why his sister was not moving at all, why his vision was getting blurry
He had no idea what is a war
Yet he was suffering the consequences-
Reading them is hell of an emotional ride
When you think you had the best chapter
Another one turns out to be even better-
losing myself trying to please my love
creating a fake persona just for him
only to find out he wasn't himself either-
He never told her what he wanted
Never asked for consent
She assumed he wanted things she wasn't ready to give him yet
Her past trauma never allowed her to trust him
His ego never allowed him to respect her
-
Why do you stay alone
why don't you talk to anybody
I wish I could
but I don't have the strength
to deal with people-
He woke up to the most beautiful sun of his life
His skin was shining in shades of golden
He was floating in the cotton clouds
His life was a nightmare of endless suffering
Only death gave him the peace he deserved-
which helps you understand yourself more
Which teaches you to love your own company
Which makes you realise that you're enough even if anyone else is not there-
की जब राह नहीं है ,
तो क्यों चल रहा है मैं ?
इस शीत लहर में भी है,
क्यू जल रहा हूं मैं ?-
Things will get too hard sometimes
You can be at your highest someday and can hit your lowest the other day
Just don't let go off that little thread of hope no matter what life gives you-