Wednesday, September 9, 2009

TRUTH....





They say sometimes truth is better left buried in the hearts and sands of time.

Is it true?

Maybe yes… there are some facts that are of the nature which haunt the hearts when they revive from the dead. They come back repeatedly and although its clear more often than not, that these will never ever really come back to life, they haunt. They still are horrifically peevy.

There is a time , when one thinks, he should know all there exists, all that ever happened, every bit of it, to the ‘t’. Every diminutive detail. And so the hanker after…. Dig dig and dig further… and get it out. But what NEXT???? What now? It is now that the trouble starts…. The strife raises its head and there is turmoil within. All of it comes back. All of it. And I go harm someone who harmed me , albeit unintentionally. But B never thought he would need to harm me.. Never ever. B is harmed too, and B’s loss is G’s gain too. But G does not live in present. She wants to re-live the past and hold someone to ransom for something that he did way back then, which he did not intend to finish, had he known the future T would not have done it at all. T G and B are all at their own places of hurt. Get on silly. Get on with life. Stop mulling over muck. Stop it. Stop all of it.

Trust Me, it will help.