I was happy..or atleast content with what I had going for me..I roamed lot of places and went great distance..I had everything figured out..and it all seemed so apparent..I was part of big group (you can call it famil)y and was never lonely there was never an disagreement..Pain had not shown his face sinces eons..Could things be more perfect ...?
But then they told me I would have to leave..I knew I was going was to die...Knowing that I may never be able to do wonderful things that I take for granted now was as hard as having to part from the group I had spent my life with....I thried to think of it is as change but I knew I was going for long suffering..I did not want to die but I had no option..
I could not hold back ,I felt tears forming in me..and thus I was born.
umm..wht mde u write ths??
ReplyDeletehey u cn chnge ur blog's nme to Quiet thots...it wud b niccee!
ReplyDeleteur wish my cmd :):P
ReplyDelete:):)..happy happy!
ReplyDeleteYa same ques i do hav.. y u wrote this piece...
ReplyDeleteI don't know ,I guess the way people see death might not really be right ..
ReplyDeleteIts a change ..which may not necessarily be bad..
Just wanted to highlight how having birth could also be similar to dying.. moving from one world to another...
vast thught + imagination
ReplyDeleteIf that is a compliment then thnk ;-)
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