It's not that easy for us to be the part of the world which is bawling and groaning in pain since an age. The unceasing row of ambulance and its discomforting siren passing by day and night, trepidating all of us about the uncertainty of our lives. The agony of the one who have lost their beloved has scattered /diffused its ache everywhere which is continue and can't see it ending though. The affliction of those peddler and hawkers who slog evryday just to feed the family once/ twice a day is incomparable. The grief of that unlucky mother of loosing the one who just entered this cruel world is inimitable. The dismay of that grand parents who are separated from there only reason to live grandson /grand daughter aches the heart. The feebleness of that mum calf that just saw its mother on slaughter, moaning to survive just for that little life is beyond pain. The helplessness of the human for the survival in this world to which yesterday they took it for granted is unparalleled. T...
Sometimes it's not about a BIG THING, it's about the SMALL THINGS. The everyday thing which keeps on getting accumulated and you no longer have control over it. You don't have any more capacity to hold that thing because you are now tired of holding it. And eventually one day it just slips out of your hand and even you aren't that willing to hold that back because all you want now is to be free of that gloom. You just let it fall and that's completely fine. You have been too harsh on yourself. It's now time to regain the free you