The Wind that Wanders

To wander is to be alive.

We meet people…
Many of them…
Only some stay… Most others leave…

But a few of them leaves, taking a portion of us/or something of ours with them…
Time goes on… But still the gap or the vacuum that was then created remains within us… It hurts in the beginning.. But soon we learn to live with it… It hurts every time, but we become so accustomed to it that we do even forget that; that is how pain is like..!!!

And we say to others (and to ourselves) every time: “I am Ok.. In fact I am much better! “
But are we really??

28 August 2012 16:45

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