Such is life.

                                                                     FEELING BLUE 

Every body tells us to always plan our life ahead. Take all actions thinking about the long-term benefits of the plans.
And these same people also tell us that the only constant thing in the world is change.
Strange!

Anyways, coming back to plan and planning, all of you must be knowinng the feeling when things actually turn out the way you plan. Whether it is related to your career choice , your investment plan  or even your decision to not carry an umbrella.
That feeling of elation when things go perfect smooth. All our parents , families and friends advises seem to blend in the perfect way of our life.

Only more often than not, this rarely happens. how so much we plan and prepare and act accordingly , life beats us to it. We stand there at important turnarounds , bewildered and confused about our next “plans”. Feeling sad and dejected, we keep on trying as we don’t have any other option.

sometimes life is not only hard, but wicked and cruel. It will fool you. with a smirk on your face, life will support you. Things and events will happen in your favour, the way you had it all chalked out. And then , when you are almost there…BAM! Life has the last laugh. Trust me , this is the worst that can happen to you. Or no wait, it gets even worse, when you fail again, not only  trying all you can , but also while trying to find a reason behind this.
These last-minute twists of life , are so hard to survive. Not only are you unable to even  find a point from where you can restart , you don’t even have time.

So well such is life.!

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WORDS

Day 04 : The haiku challenge. 
In this challenge, i needed to select a given HAIKU  and form a story/poem around it with my own interpretation .

This is the Haiku I selected : 
expressions of face
happy sad angry frown shy
face is the index

And here is my story .

 WORDS 

With his words he tried a lot.
To let the world know he was now a strong man. He didn’t care.
Although , once she walked in , the smile on his face said more .
You could even see the sparkle in his eyes . But it didn’t take longer than a second , for his expressions to change.
First , there was a sigh, then a frown.
With each passing moment he remembered the anger he had grown up with. Or was it the sadness actually ? Unfortunately he had memorised in his memory that day’s scene too well.
The day his mother had cheated on his father.
And him. 
Of course he said he was fine

.But every time his mommy had walked in , the child he had put to sleep long ago , would crave to wake up . 

 

 

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The band-aid

 

“Go, put a band aid on that before you bathe. You will scratch it otherwise.” Mom shouted from the kitchen.

And without even looking up from my pillow I reverted back ” I can’t find it mom. Forget it . ”

As if she could. She came stomping all the way. Took the band aid out and put it on my pinky finger. Of course , her background dialogues continued..but who was listening ?

 

Only if she could forget it that day. Or the other days. Only if she would not care that much. Only if she had left me to fend off for myself.

At least I would know what to do now. Without her. Lost in this world. Next to this man. My legally wedded husband. With these scars I have from our daily routine. Of him drinking. And of me being thrashed around.

Could any band aid fill the pain? Could any medicine help?

Only if she was here. To tell me what to do. I promise to do it by myself .

 

Just before that drop of water tried escaping my eye yet another day, I got up.  Not one more tear for this man. For this life.

I need my band aid.

 

I need my mom.

 

I need to go to her.”

 

That’s all the note said. It was as lifeless as the body next to it. May she find her band aid soon.

Mood? NOt Today -_-

The sun is setting outside. and like all great philosophers and “thinkers”, here i am, in my bed, staring at the sun ,deep in thought. About what? Obviously, Life and its weird ways.

Life is so depressing nowadays, so sad, just like the bare tree outside my window. It is waiting for Spring. To bloom. To live colourful days again. And what am i waiting for? i dont know….Fake smile 🙂 🙂 🙂

The entire optimism in me is telling me to look at the brighter side. Depressing is a strong word, after all. What do i have? A loving caring family? Check. A bunch of funny friends? Check. Education? Check. Food? Check (Hostel mess food is legally food, so well yeah ! ).

Then what the hell ,babe? WHAT??

Energy. None . I do not have the even the basic motivation to even get up and change into bed clothes. Forget about cleaning the mess i am living in. :P. I dont want to talk to anybody . It takes a lot of words and  effort to explain your self to the other person and i dont want to open my mouth even to eat . -_-

And why ? I have no idea.    o.O

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I stare harder at the sun .  And then at the tree.

Fine! Lets wait for my spring too . Lets drink some Red Bull !!

Signing off with a pretty bad mood >.<