A Phoenix like rebirth

They say death is hardest on the living. It’s tough to actually say goodbye. Sometimes it’s impossible. You never really stop feeling the loss. It’s what makes things so bittersweet.-Greys Anatomy

The fine line between death and living seems thinner now than ever ,someone you just spoke to a while back is known to have died.And yet someone you have never imagined ,a new life ,a new spirit and a new story is born somewhere else .Therein lies the ironical beauty of life .

Each life we come across changes us ....

Some form the best parts ,whereas others not so much .We must learn to understand our fellow humans if not a lot of them at least the ones closer to us.Its not easy ,loosing someone with whom you thought you had more time ,loosing that person when you think “yes! finally I’m doing it right”. Its not easy....

Some losses touch our hearts while others just brush off whereas certain others just break us down to the core,we loose our way,we try to hide the chaos in our minds ,we try very hard to silence it perhaps when we should have let it burst out in the first place.We are afraid of being called weak,of being taken lightly, of being sympathized with .But, isn't it our emotions and how we express it what makes us human?

We human beings are told by society to hold our emotions in ,to cry alone as crying in public is a sign of weakness ,we are told to be less expressive ,less talkative.We see most people on the phones and other electronic devices all the time and not talking to the person next to them,we very often sit next to the same person for months not knowing anything about them.What have we become???

Sometimes you recover faster ,sometimes not so much ,sometimes a memory cuts open the wound again,though you try as hard as you might to forget ,it finds a way back to you and again the struggle to claw yourself out of that pit of sadness and misery begins .Its not a nice place to be ,it is one of the toughest struggles of life..It is in some ways like sleeping on a really uncomfortable bed ,you try different things to get into that one comfortable position to sleep but you don’t succeed and you wake up in the morning groggy and irritated with the world .

We wish we could bring those people back ,we wish we could have the fights as well as the funny conversations with them.You cry and beg for a second chance at times ,for just one more day. But Death is a cruel undertaker ,He doesn’t give you second chances .Game over MEANS GAME OVER .And there is no restart button.You are left to feel like a mess and you don’t know what to do anymore.You feel most vulnerable and yet you must be strong just to be socially acceptable and not to make it obvious you’ve lost a part of yourself .

You want people around you at times just to cut off the pain in your heart ,You try to keep yourself busy ,but you never completely recover ,you might be scared at times to be alone with yourself .And yet you must learn ,despite knowing that you will never again be the same person ,despite knowing life is going to be harder ,you must be brave and move on.

The shoulders you wanted to lean on will not always be there and neither is it fair to them that you should expect so .Everybody has their own life to lead just as you do.There will be people who facilitate your ease of pain but then even they cannot be there for you always ….

AND YET.............
despite the pain and the fear and everything else ,the little soldier in you must march forward ,do more ,achieve more and live more .Cause you cannot let 2 people die at the same time

Its gonna be damn hard ,you will have to work on it every day .Some days will be harder than others .Though the pain may still remain ,things will surely get easier .....