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An unusually upsetting dayy.

The shadow of the leaves on my home wall. The golden street light, throwing sprinkles of glitter on the neem tree. The doggie was sitting outside the house main door. The gate was closed and I was there standing in the verandah.

i was quite

while the cold breeze pierced through my body, I was numb.. not I in my senses.

I saw people staring at me, I just didn’t care tho. Something was really wrong

I wanted him to come

I just wanted him and nobody else

I didn’t want to hear anybody else

I was cherishing the last memories of US together

The most beautiful, unforgettable and precious memories together

I didn’t want him to call . I wanted him to come. To come up to the door and say” I am there for uu, don’t worry, I’ll be there for u come what may.” Anybody else,Β  could also have said that, but I just wanted to hear it from him. I was incomplete, a part of me was with him. I wanted this bad. But he didn’t

I saw people going by, stare again. Or let’s just say, I noticed. Then I realised I was freaking wearing only a half sleeves shirt, and my jacket was inside..

The small girl who lived in the same apartment was walking upstairs to her home, with her father.. I am usually the kind of person who always acknowledges everybody… as I saw the girl fall, I didn’t say a word.. her father was amazed, even was I as.. I wanted to say that she should take care, but i didn’t. Words just didn’t support me..They just didn’t come out.

And as I saw people walk by, I was expecting something, searching for him

I was sad, I don’t know whyy

It just hit me, that it was over

I don’t know if this makes any sense to anyone of youΒ and also, I wholeheartedly thank all you amazing people, for a whooping 200 likes on totally all my posts!! I appreciate and admire you people a lot!!

thanks for reading πŸ™‚

aaradhya

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Confessions- Sometimes Beautiful & Sometimes Upsetting

Β Daily Prompt: Confess

There are a lot of things we think about in a minute, so to imagine the kind and number of thoughts one has in a day, is unimaginable!!People say that to confess all what you have in your heart is the best way to keep you mentally healthy. They are partially correct.

As it’s like, sometimes the truth is not just the thing a person is looking for, he/she might just want a person to be there and just listen, not asking for any of their suggestions but just wanting them to be there. I know there are a very few people just being there for you, but their are some, respect their presence and love them!!☺️

“to confess” Does sound really good but doesn’t always gives you the results you wish for. But will give you satisfaction, you’ll sleep that dayy… Keeping yourself happy is the most important and the most difficult thing in the whole wide world. FOR my suggestion would be, confess if you think that’ll make you happy. And if you feel that it would break you into pieces and your world would shatter, then don’t.. JUST DON’T. You should never break your mental sanity…

AND to be very very honest, if your confessions are direct from the heart, you’ll face no problems, trust me on this….πŸ™ƒ

thanks for reading πŸ˜€

aaradhyaΒ 

 

the daily prompt

The Denial she lived IN and dealt with, the way no one could have had!! πŸ€žπŸ»

Deny
So, even if she heard of somebody saying that God isn’t there, she used to freak out. She believed in Him and obviously for some particular reasons, but she did!

Amanvika Singh, a really very close friend to my mom and dad both, had an alcohol addict to her, as her husband. The guy was honestly, not worth aunty at all! She is a nice person who always takes everything into account. She always made sure that uncle and her in-laws had no problems. Neither financially nor for daily house purposes.Β 

According to her GOD existed. She had full faith that one day her husband would come out of all this! Not only for her but also his parents and a five year old! Who was his daughter, the one who loved him extremely. She could never see her father like that. Even to a five year old , the continuous fights and constant violence in the house was percieviable. She was disturbed and disrupted like hell.😧

But aunty was probably in denial. She just had this belief that one day uncle would be back “TO NORMAL”. The one whom she married, against the wishes of her parents.. The one who loved her and cared for her!! For her to be positive in these circumstances was kinda impossible…..

but there she was, always optimistic! she was the one who beautifully tried and……

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Her belief in god though!!😊

So it was not denial i guess!! yess ☺️
It’s been five years that uncle is sober!!! 😁

AND YES HAPPILY EVER ✌🏻AFTER!!!!  

thanks for reading 😁

aaradhya

the daily prompt- https://dailypost.wordpress.com/2017/10/04/deny