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It hurts. It rips your heart out. Blows your mind. Wrecks your nerve. Makes you believe that there's nothing left. You tell yourself, time heals everything. But the heart which has been crushed and chopped into several uneven pieces knows that time is just a sugarcoated myth. An excuse. And this time, like every time, time will fail. Then one day, even after countless eternities, when you will linger your fingers upon that ironically mended heart of yours, you will still find scars, rough and ugly, enough to reminisce and relive that pain.
Again.
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"Why do I feel so numb, doc? It's this strange emptiness in my heart, that I'm not able to fill with anything around me," Sia said.
The psychiatrist countered her question with another, "So there is nothing that makes you feel alive? Do you have a hobby to fill the void?"
Sia rolled her eyes and said, "That's such a typical psychology game you're playing now doc. Yes, I have a hobby, I paint my words sometimes but I haven't been able to do that for a long time now. Why?"
The doc answered with a quote, "Never get too attached to something that isn't yours!"
Sia wouldn't understand what the psychiatrist meant.-
The mind is blank what to do next still stuck in the confusion am I was wrong or right but somehow has accepted the fact that I can't ever be wrong.
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लफ्ज़ खुद के हो तो ठीक है,
मुझे उधार के लफ्ज़ पसंद नहीं है...
मगर,
हर दिन कुछ नया लिख सकें!!
हम इतने भी अक्लमंद नहीं है...-
We should always listen to our mind.
if we are blessed with an innocent heart.
To avoid disappointment.
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