RESURRECTION of LOST HOPE

I was on terrace and obviously that's the time when I am most with myself, analysing my days work, behaviour all and also what really affected me whole day in both positive and negative way. Its one and half year now that my so much real and courageous feelings of sacrifices related to everything around me really gave me deep insight into the working of these different aspects that we all come
across in our lives.

It affect each one of us in a different way bcas our situations, our outlook on issues, our ways of dealing with those issues varies and certainly each individual is not that competent and so fall is the major part of such situations where depressions, frustrations, hatred and self pity really becomes unavoidable.

I have been a person of extreme emotions on two ends and wanted long time before to see if these relationships will work or not if I deny all and just be a mere sacrificial statue though sacrificing is my forte when its about my loved ones and when I do it it gives a sense of fulfillment but I don't allow people for long to think that its my weakness. When I react I makes head turn I make everyone feel the heat.

Two days back I wanted to write blog when I read an article in Hindustan newspaper where it was a real good analysis of sibling rivalry since ages of Mahabharata to recent times bigwigs like Amabanis or Mafatlal brothers or late Maharani Gayatri Devi's clan who were and are at clashes like clash of titans and that too for mere material things and unseen power which even cannot be carried away to another world and sustaining them in real world becomes a challenge. I wonder why don't we use the same zest, energy and dedication for our relationships.

After so much of thinking and looking at real life, real people and real problems i feel its still a silly thing, an immature act of foolish and degraded mind where hearts get buried deep under that huge pile of wealth and power.

Even when I did so much all these last many months, it did feel heavy, a burden, a suffocation and u know why bcas it wasn't that I was missing wealth or fame, it was only that when I stayed with my loved one's for so long continuously without any ifs and buts then I was taken for granted and people almost forgot me and my whole existence seemed dead and neglected. I felt that frustration but it was never for wealth or fame ever.

IT does happen because people know that this person is not going anywhere and that feeling of losing him or her someday just vanishes and so the qualities or even identity of the person vanishes and goes unrealised. Recently when I heard people talking good about me as how I get worried for them and even they accepted themselves that they are actually wrong, imagine at last winning that lost battle, its no Battle, but I used this term because for me sacrifices always meant a bigger approach and way to hold relationships back with that godly charm. MY love and big thinking didn't go unnoticed.

Imagine if sacrifices really don't make sense then mothers would never have reached that height of god because her sacrifices too go beyond imaginations. I would conclude my whole of this analysis BELOW

"Sacrifices and extreme love for your own loved ones is as great as god himself, if you are that true then god is just walking with you, He never lets you fall, did I
fall?, no. Everyone is here to hold me back and then god also sends his angels in some form for such people because even god knows that its an age of distrust and lost hope where darkness will fall , where humanity will convert to Satan" so god has to walk the earth to save the innocent souls that show that sparkle, that enlightenment, that hope which can rekindle the essence of love and relationships.

Its a gradual process when people do ignore their loved ones if they don't see him her as someone who will get lost, so this aspect of relationship surely needs continuous caring. At this point of time I remember a film called "namesake" where one needs to say "i love u and I will always be there for you and we all need to feel that staying together till end needs that spark that magic.
Practicality at the end is the king laughing on failed and dead relationships of modern times where every life seems to be locked in a one or two bed room apartment of the congested streets where few stray dogs are barking as if saying... we will take over you humans because at least we are better trusted by you then you trust your own people. what an irony..