A letter to #DearZindagi
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Dear Zindagi,
Writing a letter is so much fun. How are you? I am fine by God's grace. The last letter I wrote with a pen on paper was to my Grandmother when I was in class 4. She left the world when I was young kid and I understood two things then... there was no one anymore for whom I could write letter and what was death.
After ages, I am writing a letter and you
know Zindagi that I am loud, I shout, I am hurt and my wounds are not yet
healed, but I smile, I be happy because this is Zindagi... I cannot cry all the
time- because my parents will never see me crying and no one has time to look
into my eyes and emotions.
You
were always good to me, but I, I am and I was very passionate to try new things
in life. In due course, I tried to hurt parents (it was not my genuine intention) for friends, stupid so called
love, and dreams and aspirations. And see, you taught a good lesson to me. I was
betrayed and today I repent, I do not have the power to go back and fix things.
Still, my parents loved me, hold me tight when I broke completely. Even, I ate
up my career because of one mistake of choosing a wrong person and wrong
friends. But, that is life and destiny, it was pre-decided.
Then,
I did not understand my parents were my pillars. Now, I Thank You Zindagi, for
giving such positive parents. Still, there is a secret Zindagi that you know and
that I cannot share even with my parents. I
rose from my ashes, but I am still hurt, very hurt, deep cuts inside and
everyday it bleeds. But, I smile, laugh, dance to myself so that nobody can see
the pain. Zindagi, now you gave me the power to find out liars, selfish
people, I have a blunt mouth now against all stupid communication, illogical
ideas. Trust to others becomes a big question. My passion now becomes double
with my maturity and pain I got from fake people around.
Some
says, I am bad, I talk rude actually I being brutally honest to them. You know
Zindagi, people cannot take honesty that is why; some people played with my innocence
and left me suffered badly because I honestly trust them then. Pity Me! (Smiling on my stupid innocence). I
never asked bad wishes for other and my only fault was I trust people too
honestly.
No
more... I am different, I know, people never want different people, they want
an individual within set format. I pity on them now! You made me strong Zindagi
and now, I understood, you made me suffered to understand that people around Me is not like Me (emotional,
happy and want to live in the moment). People are calculative, dual faces, and
always have purpose behind). My parents can only love me unconditional. Zindagi,
today, I am unconditional for my parents, but for others you made me conditional.
Sometimes, I look into the mirror, I
find myself as a coconut. Strong outside, once broken, soft and emotional
inside. But now, one has to go really deep to bring the real ME like someone separate
coconut from its shell. You know what, the funny part is, no one has time to do
that! (Tears rolled with a smile on my
face right now!) Oh God!
Every
day, I am on a new challenge and I promise to you Life-till my death I will be
more challenging to face cruel people of this beautiful world. Love You Zindagi, I am alone, but I am very happy
with some broken pieces.
Till
then, love my craziness and give me strength.
Yours
and only yours
Dipannita...muaaaahhhh
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