The Silent Killer

Sadness is like a silent killer. You'll know it's there and even though it won't cause you any physical pain, you'll be dying on the inside and then one day it will take over you completely till there's nothing left anymore to be happy about.

I have been there and in fact, at some point of time in their lives, everyone has or will have to. I mean I look at people around me and I see them crying over stupid things and it suddenly makes me feel as if I'm the strongest person considering the fact that I never cry, no matter what. But I have realized that every person has a different way of being sad. Of saying goodbye. Of letting go.

Castle of Cards

As a child, I remember building the castle of cards. For those who don't know what it is, a castle of cards is a structure created by piling up and balancing playing cards on one on top of another. I remember, everytime when I was just about to place the final card to complete my castle, the whole structure used to collapse. Its not like I couldn't ever make a complete castle of cards but just that even when I completed it, all it took was a single blow of air to ruin everything. This post is not about my experiences with building a card castle, but instead its about how fragile happiness is. Just like a Castle of Cards.

Homesick

Okay so I'll tell you the story of how my perfect summer got ruined. 

I was having a comfortable and relaxing week at my home. I woke up late and relaxed the complete day. I was also completing the novel that I have started writing. Everything was going just fine before my mom forced and sent me to my Aunt's place. It would take an eternity for me to describe how horrible this place is so I will not waste your time and will just let you know that this place is killing me. It's just been about twenty-four hours since I've been here and I'm already homesick.

The Choice

You know I sometimes find it funny when people say stuff like "That bitch ruined my day" or "He's the reason for all my problems". I simply don't get them. I don't get how we go around blaming everyone else for our sorrows, problems and failures when the truth is that being happy is the choice which we make for ourselves. You know, once somebody told me that there are two kinds of people in this world. Those who lie alone in their beds and cry themselves to sleep, and those who dance in the rain and live in the moment. What I have come to understand is that we can always choose which one we wanna be.