Life keeps tragedies and thats the reason sometimes we find ourselves to be with the tears we dont like to show to the others. Often the sign of tears are thought to be the force of weakness and causing a mild effect outside the corridor of the mind and when that happens, the urge to find a good rhythm of life starts to become hard forked - endless days in await, moments pass in rests and a heart that never finds the beat, starts to dwindle.

The Worst Part Of Being A Blind Wisher.

For me in some reason I always wanted from the core of my wishes to be full with the resonance of sounds that create mellifluous tunes, melodies that fuse the wise stream of the rush to try and find the inner whisper that the heart wants to say.I mostly hated the quarrels and the aftermath which always brings falling apart from one another, getting distorted with everything in full mood swing and never which gets easy to tread ways of successful and meaningful completions.

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When I wanted to bring the cards back at the time I found that the person I wished to be in my side,showed cold shoulders and turned away so rashly that I felt that quite hard to imagine. Life is full of learnings and thats just because every time a new experience comes to test us how we sense the world, its the time we get better at shaping our cognition to betterment, consequently sharpening and clearing the track of good judgments. For quite a long time it was the futile games,but I found to be rather a weak participant of it.

I suddenly felt that the person who rests beside me is the one who has more sympathetic feelings for me and quite a few times, I fell in love with the simplicity, a greater whispers in the ears to start building a decent friendship with her. The sky of the heart was rather blue and dark blue as so many stars moved around the emptiness of the soul like figure - the chirping birds seemed to have been in the shy of making new feathers, all the colors and the shades of trees revolved far - I fell in midst of the days merriment.

I had found myself with the eyes that stirred love and implicated very deep meaning of love, no words been spoken and no acknowledgement from her and I never found my own way of expressing that love towards her. Maybe the last sight of looking at the gates opened near the side of the cities tallest building, the garden that opened a new scope of refreshment - I was all over in between the ecstatic whimsicality being in the form of the folly.

The Invisible Grief.

As the world moved towards new dynamism and I had clearly no sign of concern for the matter of reconstructing my relationship to a greater extent.Sometimes I got into making that shift in a positive way and sometimes I lagged behind. But things can move decently and thats part of a bigger life,which can cause someone to lose sight of the decent world making on the way. I dont blame the inner look for such breakdown- but I rather blame my choice of things.

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Depression comes naturally and there is no way of breaking that down easily, even if the alternatives are greater, but the hidden pain in forgetting the woes are harder than one can expect from the reality. Being in such situation I asked questions that fitted my needs, my pain deeper into the hearts I bore. Finding the results were heart breaking, but I kept looking for options and forgetting someone once loved greatly can be really hard to do.

One of the basic things I did was to make sure I become busy at looking at the things I like to do once I am at home and the outside chores.The process of forgetting isnt easy and it just doesnt happen the more rigorously we try to implement that. Maybe, what we can do to reduce the grief is just to open up the gates of merriment and being in the self service. Luckily I got the wit at the right time and thats what enabled me to forget her badly.

In the end, I would conclude saying that - even if we can make best of our wishes, love someone badly and with all the heart, still there would be some adversities that would affect our relationship greatly, sometimes we would win and sometimes realities be the hurdles we would fail to pass over. But, all we can do is to raise the level of resilience, if we can do that,things would be okay and the lost peace will be regained- yes, the peace that we want more than anything else in life.

Thanks For The Time.