Drawing the Line

It is somehow so important to know your boundaries right. To know, when to say, stop right here!! It is just so important to realise that there is a circle beyond which it is just you and your conscience, no one can tread that space.. Its private beyond the definition of the word.. And when people start encroaching those areas, that when relationships start to sour. Thats when insecurity, jealousy, possesiveness starts spreading their hoods. Its hard, to be helpless, to see someone you love go through agonised times, but the key is to remember that you cant suffer their pain for them. You may feel the pain, understand it, sympathise, but cant take their place. Each man has his own struggle to be the fittest, and am a strong believer of the fact, that for every door closed, a door to happiness opens somewhere else. It is foolish to cry over the closed door, yet the path to reach the new door, may have its own share of turbulences. It is easy to get washed away in these turbulent and unruly waves. But life teaches each man, their own lessons. To make mistakes are good, but to learn from one's own mistakes are the best. Let people face their problems, be the tree which gives shadow, on a hot sunny day, to a traveller. Dont try to cloud the sun, its a part of someone's destiny!!

The Big Fight

There is always this scene in hindi movies where the alter ego, a mirror image comes and fights with the actor talking about the pros and cons of a situation.. Setting the characted on the right path. Today I was in a similar situation. I hurt someone very close to me today. Someone whom i really care a lot about. This person is in a state already, due to some personal turmoil, I have always been supportive and understanding, ignoring all those minor tiffs and plausible arguments. But today I lost my cool. Today, the state of mind I was in, I expected my friend to walk across the rope to lend me a hand, very well ,knowing that it wasnt even fair to do so.

I am now feeling so guilty, that I cant even sleep. I apologised and was instantly forgiven. But a sinned heart, knows its wound. I always felt, the worst punishment ever is guilt. A guilty heart makes a person repent so much, that it is as if suffering through one's mistake every single second. Right now, somewhere my friend, must be peacefully asleep, yet here I am penning down my thoughts, a last respite to over come a grave mistake.The person I hurt is someone who means a lot to me, who has stood by me, in the tiniest of situations... Gosh!! How could I do this. I am known to be a very patient person ,a typical think before u talk, but my anguish broke its dam and burnt away all traces of understanding, love and friendship! But now as the lava of guilt is settling, all i can see is the greyness of my friend's beautiful heart...

M sorry!! I really am.... :(

Growing up wid life...

I was a very timid and shy person in my childhood.. Would think hundred times, even before asking a glass of water... And staying in a joint family, just aggrevated my shyness.. I was closest to my naani... I used to ask her, what does growing up mean.. And she used to say, it means, accepting what life throws at your path, and being ready to face anything with a smile.. When I would ask her, how to get ready for obstacles and difficulties, she would simply smile and say, life is such a beautiful teacher, it will help you come out and face any situation you land up in. The trick is to, be aware of its teachings... Whenever I would get depressed, my naani's words were my boat of solace. Her wisdom, was my courage.. And now is when I actually understood her advise... Santosh fell sick terribly, and I had to admit him.. I was all alone, didnt know what to do.. I went alone to the doctor, and the ground beneath me slipped away when she said that I had to admit him... I am totally phobic to hospitals.. Never even visited people when they got admitted... And here I had to do a very difficult job. I called up a friend of mine, in panic, and he said, just keep calm, train your mind, you are strong, close your eyes and think about this man you love.. And thats it, there went all my fears flying away, I went home, packed his stuff... Admitted him... It was simple.. Even when he left for Mumbai to take rest, everyone in my family knew, that staying alone was like a punishment to me.. But i insisted on staying alone, so I get to know my ownself.. After all, every one claimed to know me, from my husband, to my family, to my best friends.. But I didnt know myself.. After this three week ordeal, I really can claim to be best friends with my self... life did throw answers at me, and I caught them...

Life does decide to teach u, nudge you and say "Kid! Grow up!! :)