Blessed Be Lovely People!
I leave today, for a journey, which may have a varied end. I am anxious and excited. And hence, for this next week, I give you all, the hope to survive and believe, that in the Darkest of times, we are given the ability to Shine through, fight through, sailing on the wave of Love. Never give up, on yourself, for Someone hasn't. Your soul hasn't. Your heart may be charred, but don't let your Spirit die. Be yourself. Embrace yourself. Let yourself free. Fly high, touch the Sky. Let the Magic touch your lives. Mystical Skeptical Me, Blesses you all....I wish that Light touches your life, Hope and Happiness covers you, Sadness, Remorse you never see, so I mote it be.
The Post below is a short journey covered in a life, that seems short, but really isn't. Hope rings true in the end, to show you, Miracles do happen.
"Are you really sure...that you believe me?
When others say I lie...
I wonder if you could...ever despise me,
when you know I really tried...
To be a better one to satisfy you,
For you're everything to me.
And I'll do what you ask me,
If you let me be free..."
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Life Part 1: Was everything always so nice and glittery??? She had just been proposed to by this dark, handsome guy from her class. She had said no, but had basked in the after glow. Is this how love feels? Nah, wasn't love like they used to show in the movies? She will tell her best friend about it! Yep. That would be nice! Oh, yes! This definitely was love. Later she would know, how juvenile she was. How childish her fantasies used to be...Life was much simpler before, when nothing from a man meant nothing...
Life Part 2: He died. The friend who was her partner in crime. He died. And then she knew, the raw agonizing pain that she felt, stemmed from love. Not the superficial types or proposals or short-lived crushes. In that moment, she had loved him...and he died. Would she recover? What was love? Her father didn't love her. Why would he then treat her like a pest? But may be, he loved her so much that he had forgotten that love could kill too...love could suffocate and push to the extremes too...may be this was love. Pain. Love. Same Difference.
Life Part 3: Anger. Darkness. Loneliness. Cold. He was all of this. And she fell in love with him. For real. It made her go weak kneed, dizzy and her heart would leap at his sight. The adrenaline rush, the huge urge to protect him, show him the light...yes. Suffering was love too. Yes, for those who knew, it was. She was growing, changing, hurting and learning. Not all you want is yours'. Not whom you love can be yours' always...The loved buried deep in her heart fizzled and died after 4 years...Friends now, they were mere friends. But wasn't friendship love too? Love is Friendship. Then may be, they weren't friends either...
Life Part 4: Broken. Yes. Battered was the word she liked to associate herself with. But, self pity is the worst form of self degradation. Love yourself and you will be loved. Her Counselor told her. But how, her past was catching up with her...haunting her, twisting the concept of love for her. The Bloodied childhood memories, the unrequited love and the never ending cycle of Broken Hearts and Broken Promises. Stronger, she was becoming a woman of steel, who seem to know a lot about herself...yes, she was Dark, Loved not Cherished, Held but not Appreciated...Oh, the Monstrous Insecurities. Desires laced Love now. Primal Emotions. Merciless Tramping of Innocent hearts. She was Herself now. She Loved her.
Life Part 5: Soul Mate. Oh what a stupid term. Where had she heard it anyway? You are my Soul Mate. Her heart spoke to him. She warned him, of her Darkness. Of her Trust Issues, Insecurities and the Pain. He brushed them away. He was confident. She was a vixen though. She lured him in and pushed him away...far far away....so far, there was no point of return. No Guilt could reverse what had been set in motion. Hatred. Hatred was a form of love too. She Hated Him, did she ever Love him?
Life Part 6: Bottomless Pit. She lay there. Basest of Human Emotions, Passion, Desire and Calls of Primal Need was what she lived for now. Love was Physical. Love was not Spiritual. Or may be, Physical Love made way for the Spiritual Love. Bullshit. No divine Love could satiate her as the red hot fire could. Yes. Touch was Love. Fire was Love. No emotions. No attachments. Love? Nothing of the sort existed ever. She could love never. The proximity scared her, of feelings, of kind words, of emotions that connected people, were her nemesis. Love was a deadly Enemy.
Life Part 7: Fate has now set things in motion. She has found closure. A Ghost from the Past still hovers, but she is shining. Healed. Rejoiced. Renewed and Haunted no more, she awaits for herself. A chance. Second Chance. To begin from the Beginning. To move with the faith she now has. She will find love. Yes. For there's enough for everyone. No one can be left Loveless. She will ensure that. Love is Hope. Love is New. Love is Being yourself. Love is Loving Who You Are...
She looked at the Man who stood at her doorstep. Lost in the world, that watches only the exterior, she saw his other side. The fractured spirit, the flame in his eyes and the mind which spun a million thoughts...She admitted him, into her life. For now, she was the Healer, the Protector, the Friend and the Lover... He was now in her Light, where Darkness seeped and disappeared into...She had found her Nirvana.
PS: Ultra Philosophical Post. I wish I could make it simpler, but the beauty what I felt while I wrote this, couldn't be compromised. Thank you for Bearing with me. I have NO IDEA what made me write this. Absolutely no idea. Oh, and the lines are from the movie "Once" and the song is "If you want me"
PPS: After 8 years, going back to the place, where modernity hasn't placed itself yet, I am afraid. I hope I love it.
PPPS: I will miss you all and I promise to get some stories for you all. Mystical and Skeptical, both. Also, Anuranjani, the effervescent girl who wrote at "To Hell With A Name" has completed her time on Earth...I hope she is at peace in the Other Plane where relations and promises made to her are not broken. R.I.P. Anu...you were right, names don't matter...people do. My tears, heart and wishes are with you. You will be Missed. Blessed Be!