Thinking of people in state of
delirium, it seems that they will always be happy in place where they are not.
Perhaps I too will be happier elsewhere. Suddenly I think of Samuel backett who
wrote “For me there have been always two fools. One asking nothing better than
to stay where he is and other imagining that life might be slightly less
horrible a little further on.” For this I became a fool and wanted to carry on
with my thoughts about life, about solutions, about religion, about faraway
places. But I drift back to woman who is waiting for me and for whom I doesn’t
have right to say am good enough.
In life, people blunder their
relation to blacklist people. The greatest rose of the day before a sunset
loses its charm on the next sun rise, and woes it as a thorny bush. Many blame
their past love for having spoiled their mood of future. But I was never even
privileged to do even the dark crosswise of love because I never had one, I
must say.
One may blame the fate and the
past life for the negative deeds, but I blame myself for never catching up the
rope of being a capable lover for the angel that wishes for a good chunk of
heart. I look outside into the sunshine where the birds and bees of the humming
noise share their love of rising together, and wish I could catch my train with
words of love to reach the other edge of life. Am not talking about all the
philosophies that of a love and relationship, but am sharing the importance of
a double sided flight, that can reach both the ends of life. For you may think
that a person in relationship with you seems to be happy, never take it for
granted as barking dogs never bites.
Silence is another damned devil
that leaves you dump for the eternity. The devil has the power of a bullet that
kills and destroys the heart of the lion king and end a fruitful hunting journey.
I went through a news magazine yesterday and it wrote, “Where the lawlessness
becomes the law of a country and people speak of democracy, the outspoken lots
represents the silent ones, but world fails to see the truth and watches the
former dies for the cause of later”. It’s a rational and common to view the
silence as a mode of speech, yet never a best conversation for who wishes to
share a lot before he dies.
I spoke too much for the reason
that I was unable to share it to you that I never did before and you may also
have lots to reason it out. But let me add another word for it, “you will never
have to justify your words because those who doesn’t love you will not listen
to it and those who loves you doesn’t need it.” I hope it reaches to you some day.
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