The Unforgettable Desire

Someday when you look beyond the beauty outside, you'll probably see me. Someday when you stop scanning the crowd, you'll probably find me. Someday when you try to listen to the lone voice, you'll probably hear me. Someday when you do not long for the physical touch, you'll probably feel me. Someday when you break free from the stereotypes, you'll probably understand me. Someday when  no one appeases you anymore, you'll probably choose me. Someday when the societal differences bother you, you'll probably look for me. Someday when your happy bubble bursts, you'll probably need me. Someday when you go against the convention, you'll probably walk with me. Someday when your soul finds no solace, you'll probably want me. Someday when you're hollow inside, you'll probably connect with me. Someday when you stand where I am now, you'll probably have me.

Amusing it is how we do not accept reality because our mind has woven lies and fantasies since the time we started understanding language. The good night tales, the fairy tales are the ones we are made to listen. The clichéd concept of good over evil forms the base of everything in our mind. We look for good endings, just like the ones where the fox is dead in the ‘Little Red Riding Hood’, where Cinderella finds her prince charming, where sleeping beauty wakes up and the witches always meet the bad end. Somehow these stories spoiled us. I am not saying good over evil isn’t true but aren’t the concepts of good and evil as delusional as that of day and night? As a kid more than often I wondered about getting married to the love of my life and have my happily ever after. What I did not know then was that there is no happily ever after. And love of my life? This is probably the biggest lie little girls grow up with. No, I am not heartbroken. But I still do not believe in it. Life is ...