It’s impossible to hold on to something, no matter how bad
you want to.
Since last 2 years, I too have been trying to get back what
I had, what I thought I did. But even after all those efforts, all you get is some
disappointment, some awkward loser like feeling, and some lewd comments.
Thanks to "anniversaries" that are constant reminders of that
very special day, which now generates intolerable ache because this year this
day it’s showing how miserable you have become or how dramatically things have
change.
On the brighter side it teaches you that every living piece
on this Earth has their time, the time where they shine, start believing in
vanity and get used to being pleased. And then again, everyone has that time,
where you need to question, again and again, what went wrong, where did you
slip, how did it start. But things are temporary, today you must be working for
people who once served you. That probably must have scarred you inside, n kill
the will to just BE.
Probably the place was new where every one had to start
together but you refused to come back down at the runway for a fresh flight,
maybe you flew too high where no one could see you, and you lost your way and
fell hard. But its okay, once learnt the skill, no falcon forgets how to fly.
Recollect those broken wings, let some blood flow, have a solitary walk by the
beach, don’t anymore think of what happened, stop analyzing, stop regretting,
just prepare for redemption. Smile! :)
And those who think you are a ‘lost in thoughts dummy psycho’
kinda guy tell them, “You don’t know me bitch and don’t give me that snarky grin,
mind your stuff or now watch as I fly!”
