Tuesday, December 04, 2012

Sometimes, I feel like a hollow piece of plastic, not knowing what to say to the people I truly give a fuck about. The people who I know deserve the best- I am unable to emote to them. To those, who I have grown up with and am still growing.

A, this is for you. I love you beyond words. You deserve infinite happiness and success, the kind you want. Your loss is something I can't imagine. I can't put my thoughts into words. Neither can I express my concern. I just want you to know, I have your back. I invest more trust in you for a better future that you deserve and will have, more than I have for myself.

I don't know how you deal with this, losing a parent. I can't even imagine being in your state.

I am a firm believer in the fact that death itself isn't hard. It's just a matter of a split second. There is no grey area there. It's either here or not. You live and then die. Or die in no time. What's truly difficult to cope with life is the vacuum that is left. This may seem selfish but isn't part of pain in death all about having to do with the leftovers. The memories that may linger in times when you can only speculate what the person would've said.

We linger over trivial things- exams, relationships, job, guys. Run after seeking happiness and hope for the things you want. Isn't that hopeless in itself when adversities such as filling a vacuum are infront of us?

Right now is the best that could ever happen and I hope it brings out the best for you. 

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