The Void

 

The other day, I was sitting on a veranda and wrote some text for a website. A big mug of green tea stood on a footstool and figuring out the universal question, "What to choose between my family or oneself as an individual?" I looked at the green colour of the tea and inhaled a deep breath.

She's always had anything in the world she wanted, and when she disobeyed her parents. The alarming sound of the society rang in her ear now and then. She felt abandoned. "But what I did? The audacity to knew me. Is it a sin to know who you are?" It rages fire in her heart.

In the good old days, when she performed as a lead dancer in the school function. Her parents got tear-eyed. She felt something change in her. The thirst to attain her passion went endlessly. But her world turned upside down in that one moment. When her mother blows her top and said: "I'm thoroughly ashamed of you." Her heart spoke, "But of course she wasn't. She had a conversation with her mother's soul while sealing her mouth; I wish you could see it. She replied rigorously, Why Mommy, Samaria adopted, I can prove it."

After having my last sip of green tea, I thought, "Can I escape into this natural world of greenery to forget my miseries. But what about this real world? Does this void will ever end? Then I recapitulated the entire life in front of me. And I found my answers in front of me. It was crystal clear that how my parents perceived life, the way they lived it. And now one can't change it. But to fill this void, "You accept, perceive, and work to make it better because, without suffering, there is no winning."