VisiON OF DARK DAYS
A fear
deep cited about the arrival of dark days.The days which are unwanted,unexpected.Tackling
with matters which were once tackled by someone else.I was not at the front for
the bullet shots in the war.I was a civilian before having a sound sleep.Comfortable
on my imaginary pillow which was his strong and at the same time soft arm.The
most cozy pillow in this entire world.I could sleep for hours on this pillow.I
was fortunate enough to enjoy such sleep.i felt myself truly lucky.But now the
wheel of fortunate has turned.I am on the frontier now,equipped with the best i
could have or what he has prepared me with.Who knew that these long hours of
sleep on my cozy bed was not for ever.Never thought that from my comfortable
,protected fairy land,i will be directly transferred to the war zone.The war
zone of LIFE.I never imagined that Life could bring a closed string of trails
and tribulations which will come to me in loop form.Standing like a six year
old girl who has lost her parents in a
fair,still tackling and facing the ordeals.At one time standing with all the
courage,bold enough to fight but the next moment falls on the ground.The
confident strong woman lies on its knees from inside.I shiver while imagining
such time.Hours pass making myself understand that its over.The bed of roeses
is no more.I can now sense the meaning of the word ‘shattered’ and ‘courage’
because i am experiencing both the feelings one after the other.Till now i am
standing in the war zone with as much courage as i have gathered.I still have
some power to understand the words of Theodre Roosvelt that the courage is not
about being going on .Its about when you don’t have the strength still you are
going on.But i tremble with the thoughts of giving up.Now i am not afraid of
tears.I am afraid of darkness.I am afraid of silence.I am afraid of the void.I
am afraid of being lifeless.Because i have already started feeling such
sensations in me.....
Adiyah