There is something so beautiful about INCOMPLETENESS. How
going back to the ruins of some abandoned heritage makes you an “offbeat traveller”
whilst coming back to the ruins of your ownself makes you a “failure” ? Why?
Aren’t we all born out of the ruins? It’s a much larger
depiction of life than life itself. Its only when something is broken that
something can be created out of it- even if its as small as a tiny emerging
leaflet struggling out of the cracks. Its life coming in a full circle. Every piece,every
crack whispers an untold story ,a smell of the past and a hope of the future. Its
not jst the ruins --its what is LEFT over. Yes! Its still LEFT.Its YOU and Its
ME.Its US in someone's abandoned dream.It’s
the past in the present and the present in the future.Its LIFE.
It has not fallen apart.It has stood stronger.It would not
be wrong if I say that which is left was always the strength of that which was
created out of it.The weak rocks fell apart so that the strong ones can rise to
the surface. Only when you are broken is when you know that you are the strongest
and the highest purpose of yourself. There will always be a certain kind of
loss in all that is found.What you find is what you are,its what I am and its
what the old temple once was. You don’t need perfection to tell a story. Imperfection
is a story in itself that speaks without being told.
“Something is better than Nothing”--true but if there was nothing there wouldn’t have
been something and that’s what is amazingly inherent about the ruins.It so
innocently depicts the oneness of Everything in Nothing.Incomplete in complete.
Every ruin, every crack, every heartbreak, every loss and every end is a new
beginning ; a point of creation; a point where the creation merges with the
creator and you are born again.You see its such a freaking art and U yes U are
a freaking artist!
You are not ruined.Its not over yet. It will never be over and
the glass my dear is not half empty,its half full and if you have ever wondered
if there is someone like you who is as broken as you are, who has lost her
struggles in life and lost in love ; just know that yes there is someone as
real and strange and passionate as you are waiting to grow with you..
together.. you are never alone and never will be.. for if inanimate particles
of an abandoned mass of bricks can stand so strong so can we with life in us
and faith in ourselves.So get up and reach out for the vastness for it’s the only
cure to being lost.
Taste the wine of imperfection and for hell once.. Be Incomplete..I
mean IN-COMPLETE!!!!