Born Again...

I looked at world through glass,

watching its people pass,

I thought nobody would touch me,

that I'm safe

but the world blew cold, in the depths of my soul,

the deed was done, it was too late,

menacingly ruthless souls walked all over me,

crushing past me as if I am a nobody nowhere!!

It was twilight when I opened my eyes. I don't know how

many hours, I had been unconscious, how many days had

passed into oblivion? It had been my decision to do it

and I went ahead doing it.

Slowly I woke upto the realization that I was all wired

and tubed with needles poking inside me. I first saw my mom

and she appeared completely distraught!! Inspite of the

pain in her heart, she was happy I had survived, next

was my bro' who seemed as much concerned and there were

a team of doctors and nurses. I just photographed this

scene and committed it to my memory. Nothing else made

sense to me. My head was heavy with abstract collages

running in my mind. Simply put, I did'nt know whether I

was coming or going!!

I paused my mind for long to clear the clutter.

Gradually pieces fell in place. People whom I thought

would never hurt me had made me a wreck and had caused

me & my family to see such a day. Cold minded shrewd

people had exploited my weakness and hurt me where it

hurt the most. The damage was heavy for they had mixed

their professional and personal life and somehow pulled

me into this vortex. I was clouded in the ambivalence of

the unknowns.

My recovery happened in small baby steps

as I was filled with tropes of emptiness. I did a lot of

thinking in the recovery period. It was deliberate. I

had to sift the good from the bad. I was facing

adversity and as they say "Adversity is the acid test of

any relation", such was my case too. As I seived, I was

left with a handful of people who stood by me through my

crisis; giving me all of their strength and support. Had

it not been due to my family and these friends; I would

have not been alive today. I had made up mind to give

time, time to heal my wounds.

Slowly, as I found my

grounds; I also found my spirit back.

Now, wasn't the time to muse over the past or chase

vacant pursuits. I had to fight all the evils and demons

of my mind to steer my life in the right direction. I

had to rise like a phoneix from my own ash fill and

that's just what I did! That was the least I could do

for my loved ones. I made my mom & bro, my raison d'etre

and took control of my life. I flushed all the unwanted

people and incidents from my mind and instantly felt

lighter. I decided the path, I had to tread ahead and

found the road that connected to me.

Thus, having learnt all my lessons,
I...S T A R T E D...M Y...

L I F E...A G A I N.

Zendagi Migzara...