Move On
MOVE
ON
There comes a
time in everyone’s life when there is a melancholy sound filling your heart but
you cannot explain it to anyone. The piercing daggers in your head keep hurting
you, but the world knows only a happy face. A weird discomfort enshrouds the soul,
but the shroud is beautiful for people, sometimes to an extent where they get
jealous of you and contribute to the daggers piercing blood out of you.
Sleepless
nights and non-content souls are a reality, and yes, they do exist more
frequently that anybody realizes. What does not exist is a solution if you keep
dwelling in the problem. I know, years of math training has taught us to keep
looking at the problem and you will find the solution; and life is a little
similar – little different from maths. Look at the problem but only to observe
and find a solution, not to worry. Easier said than done it may be, but choices
are limited under the two-faced shroud. Sometimes, when a solution is nowhere
to be found, it helps to look away just for a little while, but don’t ignore
the problem completely. Problems are like spirits, the ones that don’t have a
complete solution come back to haunt us.
Take a break,
eat a burger, have a day off, but do come back.
May be because that
is the right thing to do, may be because going forward is your only option, but
this too shall pass.
Wandering aimlessly, we tread
forward,
Hoping hopelessly, we dream toward
Touching the sky amidst ghoulish
nightmares
With a beauty in souls and in our
heart, dares.
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