December 3, 2010

Flashbacks--- DELETED

Can we delete the flashbacks forever?Can we erase the happy memories that turned grey?Can we actually stop the gratuitous thoughts knocking head ,pounding heart and assassinating soul?Why do some people come in life;why do they make you feel secured;why do they break trust;why, why,why...

A relationship of trust,care,understanding takes years to build on (though love has its own way),ages to live by,and few seconds to break..!And then BREAK KAY BAD, you still have your memories to enshrine with a mix of tears-smile-laughter-asphyxiate...You miss the people who no longer belongs to you,like you miss colors of  life!I too miss many colors though I live with my walls painted!

I feel so lonely at times when flashbacks haunts me for a while but I know-
Inside myself is a place where I live all alone,and that's where I renew my springs that never dry up...

Deleting the flashbacks, I am painting the walls of my life,more rosy,more enlivening,more light-hearted.
Cheers to the memories I have and the courage I live with...

5 comments:

  1. yeah u really can...
    yeah its take time.. bt u can delete all n start living happily..

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  2. Nice line grishma..
    The memories never go and you just become addicted and immune to the pain.They are a part of you. You live with a heart tht has a little too less, a little love lost and a little too sad. It never ever heals.The scares are left forever..
    Hope none of us ever goes through it and the wall of memories has only happy colors...
    Cheers mate!!!

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  3. yeah, nice maam :)
    ultimately life is but treading ahead solitary =)

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  4. superb.......simply superb...nothing else to say

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  5. I too miss many colours, though I live with my walls painted... beautiful line.. hats off

    They say time is the best healer, but the time taken to heal is painfully long and snail-paced. From my experiences I learnt that friends help you survive, even though sometimes, months later, you still wake up in the middle of the night and wonder where it all went wrong

    wonderful write up

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