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Things would never be same again
Things would never be same again……
Staring at her reflection, Shreya wondered. "Is this the life I deserve? Unbearable abuse and ignorance from him is killing me everyday. I bet, death at once is more tempting than a living corpse."
Concealing her scars under heavy foundation, she gets started on her daily routine. Switching her facial expressions instantly she smiled at every person who gave her a look. Office loads and household chores never let her any more time to think of her personal freedom.
"Wow, what a beautiful place." She muttered. "I was dreaming for sure. I never had felt this peaceful. This place looks like heaven. Am I dead? Wow, dying is so beautiful."
She wandered here and there for a long time, and found no one. After a while, she started being furious.
"If it's heaven, Where are all the dead people? I must be dreaming."
She spent such a long time enjoying and feeling good.
"I don't remember for how long I am in this place. How many years. I must be in a coma. Not waking up for years. But who wants to go back to your horrible life if you are in such a beautiful place for a lifetime?"
Spending many years of meditation and analysing, she suddenly realised her body is not aging. Though she spent thousands of years in paradise, now it's high time for her to get back.
She tried opening herself from the dream but never could. Frustrated. She cried, shouted! Screamed.
No one is answering her. Now she started hurting herself. Wishing to die. Tried to be dead, but failed. She is still alive.
Now she started praying for God to help her. Spent thousands of years praying and meeting her God. Frustrations hiked. All efforts failed.
Started introspection and thinking about what happened to her. Finally she realised that she was the one who prayed to God to take her to this place for all her life. And now she is praying to get back to her miserable life. Makes no sense at all. Living forever makes no sense. Happiness forever makes no sense.
What makes sense Is being alive, feeling pain and loneliness. Faith in God.
Life with miserable people and good people.
"Maybe this is the reason why God created sadness." She muttered "Bravo, you did it." A voice came by.
"Who are you? God?" she cried.
"I am your soul. Now you understand how life can be, without emotional suffering. Go back and live happily."
She wakes up slowly from her dream, realizing what she needs to do so that things would never be the same again.
#TheWritingProject
© Author_Punam
Staring at her reflection, Shreya wondered. "Is this the life I deserve? Unbearable abuse and ignorance from him is killing me everyday. I bet, death at once is more tempting than a living corpse."
Concealing her scars under heavy foundation, she gets started on her daily routine. Switching her facial expressions instantly she smiled at every person who gave her a look. Office loads and household chores never let her any more time to think of her personal freedom.
"Wow, what a beautiful place." She muttered. "I was dreaming for sure. I never had felt this peaceful. This place looks like heaven. Am I dead? Wow, dying is so beautiful."
She wandered here and there for a long time, and found no one. After a while, she started being furious.
"If it's heaven, Where are all the dead people? I must be dreaming."
She spent such a long time enjoying and feeling good.
"I don't remember for how long I am in this place. How many years. I must be in a coma. Not waking up for years. But who wants to go back to your horrible life if you are in such a beautiful place for a lifetime?"
Spending many years of meditation and analysing, she suddenly realised her body is not aging. Though she spent thousands of years in paradise, now it's high time for her to get back.
She tried opening herself from the dream but never could. Frustrated. She cried, shouted! Screamed.
No one is answering her. Now she started hurting herself. Wishing to die. Tried to be dead, but failed. She is still alive.
Now she started praying for God to help her. Spent thousands of years praying and meeting her God. Frustrations hiked. All efforts failed.
Started introspection and thinking about what happened to her. Finally she realised that she was the one who prayed to God to take her to this place for all her life. And now she is praying to get back to her miserable life. Makes no sense at all. Living forever makes no sense. Happiness forever makes no sense.
What makes sense Is being alive, feeling pain and loneliness. Faith in God.
Life with miserable people and good people.
"Maybe this is the reason why God created sadness." She muttered "Bravo, you did it." A voice came by.
"Who are you? God?" she cried.
"I am your soul. Now you understand how life can be, without emotional suffering. Go back and live happily."
She wakes up slowly from her dream, realizing what she needs to do so that things would never be the same again.
#TheWritingProject
© Author_Punam
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