Memories never fed with time. It’s always there in one corner of the heart. No materialistic memory really hamper peace of mind if you don’t love someone. If you love someone truly, even if you have nothing, their memories still have the power to fill your eyes with tears.
Sometimes we want to run away from memories, alas! I wish it could be that easy how much we suggest someone to implement it real life, why memories hurt like a heart attack. It is something you neither want to live with nor can you get out of. This is the past, which crunches your mind every time.
A dream is the only land of memories. In my dreams, I see the things which I want to forget during the daytime. Daytime is like monotonous morons; I cannot remember something until something hurts badly, but when I am lonely, my memories always hunt me like a nightmare.
In my dreams, every day at night, I am living my past, and during my day, my way to survive forces me to come back to normal stage.
A dream which hunts me with a loving kiss.
Let me take you through my land of dreams.
I see a handsome man holding my hand, walking on a lonely pathway. The moonlights seem happy for me, and the stars are shining like morning rays. I am away from my family and friends and holding someone whom I trust, don’t know what will happen next, but I walk a long way with a blind faith. A faith that will never detach my side forever.
I don’t know there is uncertainty, fear, and pain within my heart, the fear of losing someone without whom my life seems blind.
After some time, I entered a smoky way with an empty hand. I looked around and found no one else, and I saw an abandoned house and a baby crying loud. Holding my heart, I entered the house. I saw the baby without any guardian around. I feel like living once again. I get a purpose for living, a new love in my life uprooted, and I am not alone. I hold the baby with gentle affection. Again my heart fears losing someone I love more than my life; I pray in front of my lord to keep me happy a little bit longer.
. With a volcano in my chest where my heart is left crying on the terrace. The terrace where I spend my night looking at moonlight with holding my child. From the ruins of a life that has been uprooted. The air started feeling fresh, and I felt like I lived once again. A rare gust of wind brings acrid smoke and wails. Now I can call someone mine after a long time. I doubt and fear that my child would ever ask me about his identity. I’d be too numb to its embrace. What should I answer?
I have planned to tell him a story of a fairyland.
My family moves in a huddle in a different city, Clutching each other’s hands. I get lost in the crowds. With my teary eyes, I see my spirit as broken as mine and my heart trying to console me one day, everything will be ok. That time, when my lord sent an angel to take my sorrows, I saw you for the first time, and It was love at first sight since the beginning. I love you as God has gifted me with love; you are not like others; you are a unique child of mine.
But within my heart, it is full of the pain of unknown sorrows, and I wish no one could see it. Brushing the fragments under the carpet of darkness. I know what I have gone through. I wish to live an everyday life full of love, which is the day dream for me.
I wish to meet that man again, for whom I leave everyone behind. I cross the sea and mountains to live the life of my dreams,
In my prayer, I never ask anything for myself. I choose you and my child over myself. I don’t know where are you and where I get lost. No matter wherever you live, stay safe and happy.
I know my life is hard, and I am not like everyone else. Still, I should get a reason to survive. I need to move on and do something to give a better future to my child and live a peaceful life in my old age. I have a long way to go.
Time will flow. Upstream. For me. But it will flow nevertheless.
People say a woman cannot live alone, however I want to prove everyone wrong. Not all women are the same.
I still have hope in my heart to wait for you till the end of my life
Till then, know this. I never lose you from my side. One day, we will be together again, and under this moonlight, we will share our stories about what happened to us when we were not together.