Some things are about nothing, results in nothing, but just exist while it’s existence does not matter and thus all signatures need not to have a name within it
This blog is not to prove something neither to show something; it’s just someone sharing thoughts with all the friends over there.
Disclaimer : If you find here something that you feel or think then it may not be a coincidence but may be because our hearts beated the same at that moment.
Her daughter was adamant that she needs to color her hair for college reunion. After becoming a widow on the very month of marriage, she had never given much thought to anything of the sort; but now she had no choice.
As he waved and smiled at her before even entering the premise, her daughter asked her “He was a lover, wasn’t he? Mamma” smiling naughtily. “Aha, not quite true; He was the lover ” mother replied. She looked at her mother’s face. It seems to be at peace after twenty long years. “The only one” she continued after grabbing a moment to smile back at him while fixing her ‘new black‘ hair in place.
Sometimes, I feel distance is just an illusion; that you and I are standing at the same place, and for that moment I could feel your heart beats.
Till that second the very thought of her tears made my heart bleed. Even now, I can’t even think I can let her be hurt. Still for that moment my heart was overjoyed when she said that. I asked her what would she do if I leave her. She thought for a while, “I’ll cry, but where are you going?”. She looked at me. For that one second I was happy that she would cry. I hugged my six year old princess tightly and said “nowhere”. But now I’m thinking what if it really happens, how can I see her cry even if I’m not alive anymore.
You made such smooth deals Ryan, and that was when I fell in love with you. And maybe that’s why I didn’t hate you all this while; when you made deals of culture, values, beliefs and relations. I wonder how I didn’t hate you even when you made deal of love (Not sure if I should use mine or ours, so let it be complete being incomplete). I started to hate you when you made deal of memories Ryan, a man is what his memory is. I don’t know if a man like you will ever understand this. I’m saying this now just because I believe I was in love with you and I respect those feelings (Again don’t know mine or ours). A man without memory has no existence Ryan, he ceases to live. Time of death, the finishing point of life from what human could think, let me warn you Ryan at that time it’s just those memories that matters and you are taking the privilege of having memories from yourself. Can you think of a man who lives a day and just forget it after a sleep, like those in films? Have you ever thought how hard it is to live not knowing anyone and thus one’s self. We are but just the memory of being and moulding till the day. And you are making yourself stand at that point Ryan, where you actually don’t exist. I wish I could help.
He was a pessimist
And she was an optimist.
“We are like numbers. You are the system of positive numbers and I’m that of negative numbers. It doesn’t make sense we met at this zero; the fact is that now we should’ve to part our ways to farther infinities. So let’s just move on” he said.
“I’m the system of positive numbers and you are that of negative numbers. Well, maybe you are right, but not wholly. You know what, I think we came from those farther infinities just to meet at this zero and as you said, being opposites we cannot go ahead anymore. So let’s just stay” she replied.
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