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Are you Alive..... ?


Dying is a wild night and a new road

- Emily Dickinson.


Is mortal death the only kind of death we come across in our entire life ?

Do we really live while we are alive ?...

It keeps on haunting me every now and then… How much are we alive before death..?


What really haunts our living? … have you ever paused and given it a thought?

Is it all really mind games…? Every night I go to sleep with the monsters inside my mind… to escape the inevitable truth that people are more frightening than anything I can imagine…


People… usually are only concerned about their own troubles … and ending up hurting the other genre who lives by matters of the heart…


The biggest form of death …. I guess is being avoided… and endless waiting…. believe me…. Something inside dies... for good….


For every act of Avoidance is sugarcoated BETRAYAL…. An intentional slow poison…


For every betrayal….. a little of something inside us dies..

For every lack of communication…. A joy from inside dies…

For every rejection…. A little bit of acceptance dies…

For every ignorance …. Love dies a little…

For every silence …. A little bit of longingness dies…

For every distance…. A little bit of closeness dies…

For every teardrop….. a little smile dies ….

For every pain… the heart dies ….

For every heartbreak….. a breath dies…..

For every breath…. A sigh dies….

For every sigh….. a hope dies….

For every hope…… some memories die….

For every memory….. a teardrop dries up….

And leaves you with a bottomless pain….

With every pain….. you change…

For every change…. A little bit of soul dies….


Everyday…. A little bit of us dies…. Somewhere…. Somehow… and we cannot do anything about it…


We keep on living with the little deaths … until the heart gets too heavy to carry the burden… and decides to break in pieces….

Even if it is not a mortal death… the reality is that we grieve forever..


So.. why fear death?


Life hurts a lot more than death. The mortal death only releases the pain and makes you stand face to face with peace….

Peace… the heavy price you pay to live the torture called life…

Death of body is not the greatest loss in life… It is what dies inside us while we live…

Life and death… are thus of the same thread.


Life is an illusion… while death is the Ultimate truth.


We die everyday… little by little… making a smooth way for the Ultimate truth. 


 
 
 

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