I would be good...

 

 

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I would be good…

 

 

Once in everyone's life a time comes which breaks each and every part of us and then it depends upon every individual, whether to stick with that pain or to move on with those hard memories. The irony is that no matter whichever path we will choose it won't bring us back to our past. I know that I have moved on but I'm still living with my memories which won't leave me alone till the very end of my life and there is nothing more which I want from my god except that….

 

But somewhere in my heart I silently wish for my past to be my future. Often in silence I close my eyes to remember you and how much we were in love. Everytime when I think about you I feel myself more close to you and feel your presence here with me. I feel your soul with me everywhere I go….You are the first thought which comes in my mind at early morning and you are the only one which passes across my heart at night. You are still my companion in the walk of my life, you are its path and you are still my life's only destination. You are everywhere around me and within me…

 

People who say that they don't cry after the death of their loved ones are surely liars, there is just nothing worst in this world than to miss your love, it is just like missing yourself. Everytime whenever I see your photograph or cross your home or go to your tombstone, I cry….I cry a lot for you. No one on this world can miss you the way I do, your death have created such a vacuum in my life which is impossible to be filled again.

 

I would be a fake if I will say that I'm not sad, I'm surely sad… I'm sad like ocean shores empty of bathers, sad like the first leaf falling from an evergreen tree in the midst of autumn. I'm sad like a teardrop falling with inevitable pain, sad like a heart broken into thousand pieces. I'm sad like a person watching sunset hoping for the last ray of light to fall, sad like a wish which never got fulfilled. I'm sad like books with torn pages, sad like frozen lips trying to utter the last words of life. I'm sad like unfinished stories…. And where would I go with this much of sadness yet to live alone…

 

 

After when you left me, everyone thought that I will never come out of the shock. A lot of people used to come to me just to say things like – "Everything would be fine" or "Time will heal this wound" but still my wound remain unhealed….My friends tried their best to help me but nothing worked out. Then one day, I just sat with my pen to write and then continued to write. I don't know how or why but I began to feel good everytime after I write something. Now I have captured my sorrow and I won't allow it to flow like I did before….

 

Yesterday my best friend came to my home and there is just one thing which she said that I still remember, it was like – "Bhavya!  I don't know what but there was something missing in you from about more than a year and not only me but everyone thought that we will never have our Bhavya back but you know what! Today I can see that fire, that spark in your eyes again… I can see that spirit again in you…welcome back!"

Yet I know that I'm still not what I used to be but still atlast I'm happy and I have moved on…I have grown a lot throughout this year, as a person , as a writer and as an individual.

 

I have already learned a lot from this life and I have no complains from it. Since once in everyone's life a time comes which changes each and every part of us and then it depends upon every individual, whether to stick with that pain or to move on with those hard memories and I'm glad that I have finally moved on… ...

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

I actually have no idea that how this piece came to my mind....This basically describes for whatever I went through and finally came to...

Reviews

[LlamaLord]

I'm always left with this emotion that just makes me say "Wow". In so many ways, this piece touched me. From the language you used to the relations you write of. It's truly a great thing you've got that spark back. The pain and journeys I've read out of your work, show me just how strongly you've been feeling. However, this piece, I'm happy to say, has such a positive view. The ending was perfect... how you quoted your friend. Right after that, you showed us hope. You showed us you can really change things... you just have to put some heart into it ;) Thanks for another great read Bhavya :)

-Austin

[just is]

I am so speechless with this write here, you bare your heart and soul in each piece, this is beuatiful and amazing, i felt sad and happy while reading this. You have a unique style that moves my soul you are a true inspiartion.

The irony is that no matter whichever path we will choose it won't bring us back to our past.

This line here is so true, you are one amazing writer.

[Karl]

I absolutely loved it, both the pictures are speaking the words of your loneliness and despair. Very rare do we read any writing so true like this

[Blue Rose]

And where would I go with this much of sadness yet to live alone�

This line really touched my heart. A very genuine and beautifully written story it is dear

[Innocent]

I loved it, your emotions are flowing like...anything.
This is magic!

[!!..Love..!!]

I agree with my fellow reviewers that this is emotionally a very powerful story with emotions flowing at its best.
Like imperfection and Brianna I also liked the same paragraph the most, specially the lines - "I'm surely sad� I'm sad like ocean shores empty of bathers, sad like the first leaf falling from an evergreen tree in the midst of autumn."
I love the metaphors and the comparisons here, though it is very hard to write and compare any heart ache in words but you have done that perfectly

[Imperfection]

You have let your feelings bare here
This is a very personal piece. . For one who hasn't been through something like this it is hard to comment. The meaning of 'moving on' or 'coping' with a loss is different for different people. But I agree completely with what you've written here - that irrespective of everything that you do to take yourself into the future, the past is something that will continue to live within you. For when you love and care so much about someone, that person becomes a part of you. And hence, will live as long as you live.

I like the paragraph Brianna Brie has pointed to. The emotions going through you are terribly hard to express yet you manage to touched us deeply.

[Amanda]

what a beautiful story, Bhavya....it depicts well what has transpired in your life. the journey that you have gone through to finally come to the end, or should i say, a new beginning. i know that the memories and the grief of your lost love will always be with you and maybe that will be a comfort, but to move on with your life and the discovery of what is to be is what is important now.

cherish your memories and keep her in your heart, for she will always be there....it is time to embrace the changes you have made and go on.

you have indeed grown into an exceptional writer. well done my friend.

Amanda

[Vaishali..^_^]

i just loved this one...so deep and thoughtful ...and its really very true..each and everyone goes through this once in a life time...experienced all this...still trying to move ahead..!

[Brianna Brie]

I would be a fake if I will say that I'm not sad, I'm surely sad� I'm sad like ocean shores empty of bathers, sad like the first leaf falling from an evergreen tree in the midst of autumn. I'm sad like a teardrop falling with inevitable pain, sad like a heart broken into thousand pieces. I'm sad like a person watching sunset hoping for the last ray of light to fall, sad like a wish which never got fulfilled. I'm sad like books with torn pages, sad like frozen lips trying to utter the last words of life. I'm sad like unfinished stories�. And where would I go with this much of sadness yet to live alone�

Of course, the above paragraph is my favorite with its vivid descriptions and metaphors. The emotions of loss are felt strong here. However, I get the feeling that this is not meant to be a flowery write, but one with a message that is well summed up in the last paragraph. Thanks for sharing, Bhavya.