Bhaiya. I'm amazed at myself for the way I've restrained myself from not uttering that word at least 50 times a day, which was a norm before a year ago. A problem? Call Bhaiya. On cloud nine? Call Bhaiya. Sis broke a glass? Call Bhaiya. Mom burnt a dish? Call Bhaiya. Dad slept in a movie? Call Bhaiya.
But now, there's none to call, none to share any excitement or disppointment with, none to tell me everything will be alright. One day changed it all for us. I still remember the turn of events that day and not a single day after that when I haven't woken up praying this to be a nightmare and my life be rewound so this would never happen.
A loss that I can't explain, a loss that I can't quantify, a loss that nobody can compensate. How much ever I want to have faith, I can't help feeling dejected and disappointed at the fate that we all met. Many questions which have no answers, many feelings that don't go away, many prayers that went unanswered. Nobody's fault, each of us doing what we were meant to do, and then suddenly our happiness was grabbed from us in an instant. From a home full of childish adults giggling, fighting with one another over remote and divan to a home full of confused people who don't know why we lost the happiness which we thought was eternal.
The pranks, fights, phone calls, advices - everything is missed. Not so easy to move on and get ahead with life as if things are normal. Every moment makes me think how it would be if no such accident happened. Every little joy feels incomplete, every little pain feels unbearable.
If I'm ever granted a wish, there's only one thing I'd wish for - 'Bhaiya'.
But now, there's none to call, none to share any excitement or disppointment with, none to tell me everything will be alright. One day changed it all for us. I still remember the turn of events that day and not a single day after that when I haven't woken up praying this to be a nightmare and my life be rewound so this would never happen.
A loss that I can't explain, a loss that I can't quantify, a loss that nobody can compensate. How much ever I want to have faith, I can't help feeling dejected and disappointed at the fate that we all met. Many questions which have no answers, many feelings that don't go away, many prayers that went unanswered. Nobody's fault, each of us doing what we were meant to do, and then suddenly our happiness was grabbed from us in an instant. From a home full of childish adults giggling, fighting with one another over remote and divan to a home full of confused people who don't know why we lost the happiness which we thought was eternal.
The pranks, fights, phone calls, advices - everything is missed. Not so easy to move on and get ahead with life as if things are normal. Every moment makes me think how it would be if no such accident happened. Every little joy feels incomplete, every little pain feels unbearable.
If I'm ever granted a wish, there's only one thing I'd wish for - 'Bhaiya'.
6 comments:
{{hugs}}
:( Life is a bitch akka :(
*Hugs*
@Kalpana @Preethi Thanks, girls!
@Divya, you're right :(
Huggs dear.
"LIFE" is a forced gambling which we all are forced to experience with absolutely no control over it.
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