Loving someone isn't an easy affair. It involves pain. More so, when you aint loved in return. The only available panacea to this pain is 'Hate'... that you end up using against the person you love.

Hate though, has a bad reputation of being the least faithful companion. This you realize after being ditched by it while you were banking on it the most. It leaves you. Suddenly. And vanishes into thin air, leaving you regretful for patronising it.

Once hate leaves, the bitch that it is, memories, suddenly surfaces from no where to show its face. Only to make the matters worse. She makes you remember the good times you had spent together. Reminds you how good life was just a few months ago. There is this thing about happy-loving-sweet memories, it makes you feel miserable.

Ironically, the only cure to this misery is love. Love, that same feeling you kept blaming all this while for putting you though all this in the first place. And alongside that a bit of honesty. To put a closure to things. So that you can move on and stop feeling anything about her, least of all disgusted about her lies.

And in the end of it all, as you move on, you want her to be happy and move on too with her life.

Yea, i know. Funny thing, this love!!

Letting go

Sometimes we love with nothing but hope, sometimes we cry with everything but tears.

I sometimes wonder why we keep hoping for some miracles when common sense defies the very existence of what we expect to happen. Deep within us we know, that our hope is nothing more than a thin thread over which we have decided to hold our existence and that thread has to wear off soon.

We are afraid of facing reality. Reality is too hard, too mean. Though we can never run away from it, but its only human to defer the moment of truth as much as possible while hoping each moment, as we delay what is inevitable, that things will change for better.

Is it because its our very nature to not accept defeat so easily? or is it beacuse we are too bad at letting go? I guess the reason is latter. We are masters in the art of clingging.

Tighter we squeeze water, the lesser we have it with us. The more we try to grab on to something the more it slips away. Nature has its own ways. And its own rules.

May be its time that we learn to let go. Its hard and its too personal. Its like accepting the defeat and nobody likes to lose. But somethings are'nt just meant to be. And to let go is the only logical way to put an end to it.

Relationship & Happiness

We think we are insufficient alone. Relationships make us complete.

But isn’t it true that, unless we are happy and content with ourselves, no relationship will make u so?

But feeling incomplete with ourselves though, we still get into relationships and seek self worth in their eyes. Only to discover, that what we are seeking isn’t there. What was supposed to be a fresh bloom of fragrance- the relationship- then starts smelling rotten.

Knowing very well that the relationship is causing more unhappiness than happiness we still hold on to them for perpetuity, thinking breaking up will be unbearable (Silent Sufferers).

If we seek relationship for happiness, then why don’t we end it the moment it itself starts hurting us?