Somethings never get forgotten.
Something's shouldn't have happened.
Because, when they happen, they leave scars. Scars, which don't mix with the skin easily.
Life is strange. It potentially shows you the highs and then, all of a sudden, commands you to start forgetting them.
Funny, isn't it?
When you snatch a toy from an infant, he cries. Are we, mature people, expected not to cry when things get snatched from us?
Aren't we immature, deep down, in our little hearts?
They say, life is full of zest. Kidding me? Crap.
Life is like that rude non- family man, who doesn't know anything except giving lessons.
Life is that hitler thing, which makes you learn hard notes.
Are we always expected to learn it the hard way?
Are we always expected to learn and learn and never have memories of good things?
Are we expected to become robots?
Then why make us humans, who feel and sense?
I Wonder why is it this way.
When a mother has to teach a lesson to her child, she scolds him, beats him, but, does she snatch away whatever he likes?
Whatever he loves?
You know, I feel scared now. Scared of every good thing that happens to me. Cause, I fear. I fear of the karma wheel. Since, I do not know what I will have to again sacrifice to pay for the little happiness I had.
Is life so scary? Is Karma so scary? Why?
I have lost people. People who were the dearest to me. People, who I could not be without. People who constituted an integral part of my world.
I wish life stops. I wish time stops.
I wish we could freeze. Memories freeze.
Atleast, they would not be hidden under the heap of bad memories, again.
Something's shouldn't have happened.
Because, when they happen, they leave scars. Scars, which don't mix with the skin easily.
Life is strange. It potentially shows you the highs and then, all of a sudden, commands you to start forgetting them.
Funny, isn't it?
When you snatch a toy from an infant, he cries. Are we, mature people, expected not to cry when things get snatched from us?
Aren't we immature, deep down, in our little hearts?
They say, life is full of zest. Kidding me? Crap.
Life is like that rude non- family man, who doesn't know anything except giving lessons.
Life is that hitler thing, which makes you learn hard notes.
Are we always expected to learn it the hard way?
Are we always expected to learn and learn and never have memories of good things?
Are we expected to become robots?
Then why make us humans, who feel and sense?
I Wonder why is it this way.
When a mother has to teach a lesson to her child, she scolds him, beats him, but, does she snatch away whatever he likes?
Whatever he loves?
You know, I feel scared now. Scared of every good thing that happens to me. Cause, I fear. I fear of the karma wheel. Since, I do not know what I will have to again sacrifice to pay for the little happiness I had.
Is life so scary? Is Karma so scary? Why?
I have lost people. People who were the dearest to me. People, who I could not be without. People who constituted an integral part of my world.
I wish life stops. I wish time stops.
I wish we could freeze. Memories freeze.
Atleast, they would not be hidden under the heap of bad memories, again.
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