Family secret

Dear you,


It is difficult to pick up the pieces, isn't it? Especially since the person who always seemed to make things better is the one who has broken us? Glass, you see, is a very weird to make a heart out of. What was God thinking? It is strong, no doubt. But something strong makes it weak. And once it does break, it never recovers. It remains weak and susceptible throughout. Yet we love. Knowing very well, how it going to be. That we might get hurt. Yet we love. Do you know why?

I have family secret to tell you. I discovered sometime back and I think it is time to share. We are special people. Not special like the special Olympics. But special like we don't have normal hearts. Some hearts are made of glass and some of bone. Hence, they break and become vulnerable. We have hearts of metal. Strong but meltable. They melt under the right conditions. But once we build it back, it becomes strong. With each hit, it becomes stronger.

And hence, we love fearlessly. Because we know that nothing can break us. We get stronger, here now. Just stronger. But we always do remain stupid in love. :D


(Written for the cousin)

Breathe

Walls come in closer,
Slowly but surely.
Walls close in slowly,
Inch by inch, creeping in.
No way to escape,
No door in sight.
Then comes a point when you realise,
With a sudden with a lightning jolt,
That there is nothing you can do,
Except breathe.

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Accept.

When you want to hold on and yet let go,
When you want to let go and yet hold on,
When you don't know anymore,
what to pray for and what to wish for.
When there isn't an answer and
only one question : here or there?
When everything revolves around that,
that which you want to escape.
Escape,you did, temporarily,
Only to have the guilt.
Leave it all behind,
Fight,
For what?
When believes are challenged
And there is nothing you can really do.
Except accept.

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