Since the day I was brought to life, and wished I would be unborn, I suffered with the cuts that made my life an ‘if’. And I could feel that I was living a life.
My life… I started with lovely streaks given to me by everyone. Some people gave it for my happiness. Many gave it to stay away from boredom. Someday, I felt that they were false, but they were not. It just seemed like that. Gradually, the time passed and passed. I was living the life. Everyone loved me, and I loved them too.
One day, the flames and flares of my life stopped burning themselves in the lamp and were excited. The lamp of my life cracked. The flames, flares fired. I was frustrated of the phenomena. But I thought that I was living a life.
Certainly, everything stopped; I was not worried so much and was willing for everyone, at every moment, because they made me live my life. I trusted upon everyone, they have never broken it. But I trusted the god and my fate. That was not the mistake but still I was hurt. I thought that they have tricked me again. This time I was not wrong. In fact I was dragged like a helpless lover, in the red garden of hell in the heaven, what I called life.
I thought many things. Now, what to believe in the god and the fate, if they are the hunters! But, they were not. And then I was sure that I will be not getting anything in this life that I prayed for. But yes, I’ve got the things that I wanted but not prayed. My prayers were in vain. All I got was fraud. Nothing left in my life because the one which I lost had tended to be everything for me.
And at last, I am now able to tell you that I am not living a life but living the “L’IF’E”.
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