It has been a while, since I have written anything other than grocery lists or to do lists. Ha! Sometimes I think, it is probably because I haven’t felt anything for a while, but that can’t be true. Right? We feel something everyday but of course not everything is worth writing about.
I also have been quite busy lately, that even when I do get a strong urge to write down something worth noting down, something comes up, or I get distracted and thus the moment is gone and so are the words.
When we come into this world, we are unaware of what lies ahead. We thought that life is all about toys and colors and getting all the attention. In short, life is perfect and that is how it is going to be. But when we grow up and start getting some sense, we see the true colors of the world and living.
When we grow up, we realize that life is not just about laughter and smiles. there is more to it than meets the eye. We realize that all that we were living before was just some sweet dream, now the real nightmare starts. We come to know the real meaning of tears, sacrifice, compromise and how to deal with a broken heart. When we are young we think that once we will grow up, we will be able to boss around too just like the grownups. But when we actually become grownups we realize that: broken toys were a lot better than broken hearts.
When you see other people who seem happy and seem to be living the life to the fullest, you think that they are living the perfect life but just walk a little while in their shoes you will learn that they:
Lock away the pain,
Show you only smiles,
Not the hidden tears.
You go through pains and hardships all your life but life is not only black and white. It also consists of colors but one should always know how to fight the black clouds.
Life is a mixture of colors. Life is like a blank canvas and it depends on you, whether you paint it black or colorful, yet, there are some compulsory black spots that you have to mix in with your painting. I would like to end this by saying that: “Life is not the bed of roses neither Life is a bed of thorns.It isa mixture of both so just learn to live it that way…“