End of yet another chapter.
Begining of yet another.
The end leaves a pain as always
The begining causes butterflies in the stomach, as always
Incertitude of the end as well as the begining looms large ahead, which is nothing new
"What if's" and "If only's" play games making the mind askew
Where did those years go? Years of toil, hard work and warm tears shed
Thanks to the supreme force that prepared me for my rough years ahead
And life goes on.....
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Friday, May 02, 2008
Carrying a Grudge...
An interesting topic for me from here.
She was feeling so burdened. She was overpowered by a minute speck in the universe. She felt hatred towards a few people because they seemed to be so far away from her own pains and stayed oblivious to the fact their every word were slicing through her heart. She felt nauseated with him when he acted as though what had happened had not even touched him, let alone hurt him. She was overwhelmed and hurt at the same time looking at his "nevermind" attitude. She thought about how everytime someone made a small joke about him she had flared up to support him. It hurt her to think that he did not seem to have noticed how they had bruised her so far and continued to do so. She despaired his lack of action. She kept brooding when he would speak up. She knew the words had hurt him as much as it had hurt her. But still the fact that unlike her he did not cry, unlike her he did not feel belittled, unlike her he did not feel humiliated, made things worse for her. Those were the situations which forced her to carry a grudge. She nurtured her grudge with the same care she would nurture her baby. It was not all her fault though. The same people fed her grudge enough for it grow uninhibitedly. Some day, she thought, I will prove them all wrong and make them feel sorry for what they did and what they said.
One day she did, she had proven all of them wrong. She had taken all of them by surprise. She had shown her strength and that day she looked carefully at her grudge. It had grown by leaps and bounds. She immediately deduced she was driven to perform well by her grudge. She thought she was correct in carrying a grudge against them who had wronged her.
She confronted him then about his lack of action and lack of a grudge. He just smiled and asked her what was that mattered to her the most, now that she had done both - carried a grudge as heavy as a ton of iron and achieved a goal as important as a breath. It was then she realized, the grudge was just not as important as it was a few years ago. The people against whom she harbored the grudge had ceased to be important in their lives. What was important was that she had him and she had his support. She then realized, it was not her grudge that had driven her towards her goal, it was his support. He did, indeed, carry a grudge. By supporting her he had nurtured his grudge. He had carried his grudge all along.........
She was feeling so burdened. She was overpowered by a minute speck in the universe. She felt hatred towards a few people because they seemed to be so far away from her own pains and stayed oblivious to the fact their every word were slicing through her heart. She felt nauseated with him when he acted as though what had happened had not even touched him, let alone hurt him. She was overwhelmed and hurt at the same time looking at his "nevermind" attitude. She thought about how everytime someone made a small joke about him she had flared up to support him. It hurt her to think that he did not seem to have noticed how they had bruised her so far and continued to do so. She despaired his lack of action. She kept brooding when he would speak up. She knew the words had hurt him as much as it had hurt her. But still the fact that unlike her he did not cry, unlike her he did not feel belittled, unlike her he did not feel humiliated, made things worse for her. Those were the situations which forced her to carry a grudge. She nurtured her grudge with the same care she would nurture her baby. It was not all her fault though. The same people fed her grudge enough for it grow uninhibitedly. Some day, she thought, I will prove them all wrong and make them feel sorry for what they did and what they said.
One day she did, she had proven all of them wrong. She had taken all of them by surprise. She had shown her strength and that day she looked carefully at her grudge. It had grown by leaps and bounds. She immediately deduced she was driven to perform well by her grudge. She thought she was correct in carrying a grudge against them who had wronged her.
She confronted him then about his lack of action and lack of a grudge. He just smiled and asked her what was that mattered to her the most, now that she had done both - carried a grudge as heavy as a ton of iron and achieved a goal as important as a breath. It was then she realized, the grudge was just not as important as it was a few years ago. The people against whom she harbored the grudge had ceased to be important in their lives. What was important was that she had him and she had his support. She then realized, it was not her grudge that had driven her towards her goal, it was his support. He did, indeed, carry a grudge. By supporting her he had nurtured his grudge. He had carried his grudge all along.........
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