Gehraiyaan

 

I have always felt that life is like a vast ocean. Most times it gets messy like the ocean, but we love it for it's calmness and the vastness. Even when it's messy we move with it, unable to predict the outcome. All our emotions that we hold, bitter or sweet, we let them grow with  us freely, just like the waves. We love and hate, we fight and cry, even if we don't want, we can't help ourselves from doing it. Because we have become so accustomed with the beauty it reflects. 

We feel that we know everything about the people very close to us, but when we look deep into each one of them, just like the mysterious ocean, we get to see all the bitterness,  heartbreaks, insecurities and everything that they don't want us to see. We love and lose hoping to find a shore from the clutches of this chaotic mystery. 

We move with our messy lives hoping  to clear the mess. But as the waves grow stubborn, it gets deeper and deeper we get entangled with it, leaving us in pain or happiness. All we can do is either to defend it or accept it and it's always based on our choices that we get drowned or we sail through it.