When we were learning about this whole strange world around us, as a 3 year old; we were curious about everything we didn't understand, and we used to break them.
When we came to our teens, we were so curious that we used to open up things to understand them, though we tried to fix it after we broke them. TV, Pens in which digital watched were fixed, that rechargeable torch, that Panasonic two in one Player and the list goes on.
We became a little older and started ripping apart lives, relationships or people near to us, maybe we were trying to understand them or this weird sense of belonging creeping all over us. But failed to realize that it were people, relationships, lives which we are tearing up in pieces.
And then your Karma gets you by collar, makes you sweat in guilt, cry in sadness. That day you get the story right and realize all of this thinking, "what if there was no need of it, if me myself would have returned back in time and told myself that the same would happen. This profound sense of hurt would not have been a integral part of everyday life"
But then you meet that person, who takes you away from everything, make you start a new chapter and remains there as a pillar of strength. Makes your heart skip a beat with her wicked smile. Makes you dream again. Makes you smile again.
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