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Liberation.

And then, one day, all I want to do is to sit down on my bed, with a giant handkerchief with all the doors closed. And then start crying. Start crying out really very loud. I want to let it go. Let all the tears that have burdened my eyelids – by accumulating in there – just flow away!! I want them to fly far, far away with their wings.

I would let them form deltas while streaming down the path from my eyes towards the nose and the cheeks and then finally pulled down by the law of gravity. I wouldn’t actually mind if they wish to form estuaries or river basins or even seas for that matter, instead of the deltas. They are free to do so. I wouldn’t wipe them off until and unless, really necessary!

All I want to do is to set those tears free. Free them from the twin cages that they had occupied themselves in; thus, spoiling my vision and keeping me away from my destination. Tears which led me into an illusory state, into a secluded world of my own. Whereas, every other thing or place only resembled like a Dark World to me, where I feared to step in.

Not that ‘Dark’ translates into anything negative or bad. It only means the absence of light. But, my tearful eyes couldn’t even see things in a lower light; let alone be a Dark World! I need to find such a day for myself. I would call it the day of Liberation..

– Suri

Misunderstandings..

Misunderstandings create a rift, Misunderstandings create a drift.

A rift so deep, steep and edgy, a drift so aimless, frame-less and foggy.

It makes one person an evil, draconian devil, and makes another an innocent lame saint.

But, I feel, misunderstanding itself is a devil amongst us, that creates a rift, a drift and a huge fuss!

Building up a person’s image, as it can be seen, is but a human nature..

Albeit, have you ever thought that, that same person might consider it a torture?

A few may find solace in speaking their heart out, to their confidant;

the other few may want to live life as a hermit, talking to their own inner-self.

Respect people as they are, or else it might create a war.

For every single person is unique, and misunderstandings only create a breach…

   – Suri