Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Second Chance...


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I never thought that time will fly like this and I would not be able to cherish the moments that I deserve. My little girl is now no more little but has grown into a lady....intelligent, smart and beautiful. But with time, Diana has become so quiet... and I wondered why. Sometimes, you think that your children would tell you all that happen to them...but they don't because they need space...to live their own life.



Falling in love is like a fashion nowadays....and with college going kids, it is sometimes a matter of status.The truth is that this duration destroys much of their scope for studies and a good career.

And falling out of love is equally disastrous...it destroys a healthy mentality and self confidence. and my dear little girl ... she didn't say but ... her eyes said all......her sorrow.



I couldn't get angry on her as I know it would worsen her condition ....she needs a shoulder to just cry out and feel light.And my biggest failure is that I didn't let her understand this hard rule of life that one must go on....



"Love is a feeling...to be felt but not to be possessed because possession makes it vulnerable.Feelings are free...they dwell in hearts and that is why they are beautiful. We might not understand that attractions do not merely mean anything but in course of time, we go through a pain which is another emotion... a feeling. But the truth is that we are so much occupied by the sadness that we cage this pain in our hearts. And we totally change the meaning of Love.

Leave the right to possess the person you love.... and you shall always be happy to be in love. You might never forget the person because with him/her you had a wonderful time...which cannot be snatched away . It's a moment of peace...a never ending moment of happiness, which brings radiance on your face. The glow of which is so pure....so true, that never can anyone make you happy like that."



And then she suddenly turned towards me to ask," Mom... do you love Dad in the same way?"



The minute of silence was like ages for me and my lips struggled to say anything.

 A voice behind me intruded before I could start," Sometimes... broken hearts need a lot of time to heal my dear! And when they do...they are stronger than ever to be broken down because we pick up each shattered piece...place them carefully and fix them with pure love.... and give them time and care to heal. Broken pieces may have cracks and stains but they hold stronger....scars are the proof of our struggle but not our failure. Second chances are very difficult but people get stronger . They know the pain endured in the first time. So, second time, the heart is all prepared.

SO.... buckle up!!!This is not the end.....He rejected you....move on...don't stay where you are...but as your mom says- Love is a feeling, not to possess a person but the feeling of being in love. And that is how it should be! "



Her dad said the best words ever to boost her spirit...as she wiped her cheek and hugged him....a jitty feeling hovered over me and I was caught in his gaze, his muffled voice touched my ears,"You can never forget your first love...the first kiss and the the first drops of rain of the season.."

My breath struggled to get free but my eyes glistened with the petrichor of the first love lost in the crowds of memories....my voice finally stripped of its loudness spoke in a husky tone," I regret why it wasn't you?"



" It was always you....my first and last...and I don't regret I wasn't your first because I waited for you... and somehow I was destined to be yours." His words and his warm embrace made me realise that second chance in love is a beautiful thing....the sweetness of love is never less...it is our hearts that do not open and accept it but... I have found peace in the love that I have got and I hope Diana too understands this and....accepts life and love as they are!



(C) Ravinder Kaur

   

     28-06-2017



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