While in agony a fear though wickedly peeps, What if I give in again to those feelings entrenched deep, And the pride that adorns me when I call this my last goodbye, What if I'm robbed of it when I realize there's left more to sigh?
All this while I've been fixing my heart, Now that I know it's time to restart, There's that unhealed me who's not ready to deny, That the last goodbye, is never the last goodbye!
Two truths about love: 1) You don't remain the same person after you have truly loved someone. You change for the good. 2) If done with sheer honesty and surrender, loving once itself is an experience for a lifetime. Loving once itself is enough.
One lie about love: 1) Love is as fierce as fire, it burns you. (Love is rather the calm red coal in the hearth that keeps you warm, always.🙃)
2024 feele like Transition of 14 Escape of 15 Avalanche of 16 Butterflies of 17 Wait of 18 Desperation of 19 Pain of 20 Resurgence of 21 Rewards of 22 Turmoil of 23 All bunched together In best of proportions.
"उस कृति में समझाया था खुद को, कि तुम पास रहो न रहो, खास हमेशा रहोगे| लगता था, और क्या ही बाकी होगा अब, सब समझ गयी हूँ मैं, पर बाद में भी समझ आया, बहुत कुछ, और समझना तो जारी ही है | खो गया वो सब समझ जाने का भ्रम, सब समझने की चाह खो गयी, वो कृति, और तुम भी!"