A HOPE IN THE DARK

 

Dear princess, I know I have hurt you beyond measure and this made you sad too. I don't know how I got so much attached in such a short time. It’s so painful to see that I am not the one who occupies your heart and it’s not even right. The love of your life should always be there for you and you both should be happy together. But you also know it can't be helped. Then why do you say you won't talk if I cry? Won't you do the same if you were me? Then please liberate me from the restrictions. Don’t force me to be happy. It gives a feeling of wholeness and purity when I cry. Let me cry my tears. It’s just a phase. It will pass but till then help me, hold me tightly so that I don't fall and instead I cross this quagmire of sadness strongly. When I come on the other end I will shine brighter and stronger and I will have a new story to share.

If anything in the world happens for a reason then I believe this also happened for a reason. If the universe allows anything to happen for a reason and there is great power at work then trust in that power and be hopeful about the future. HOPE. Yes you read it right. It’s the second greatest force in the world that keeps us going and prevents us from wandering away. If you are thinking which precedes hope, it’s love and I am lucky that I have plentiful love in my lot. It's one of the greatest treasures I hold. Please never ever take it away from me.

You may talk of tears and pain and hate it as much as everyone else does. But aren't sadness and tears the things which make life whole? Isn’t it ying for yang without which circle of life is complete. You are only able to see my tears you are not able to see my joy and my comfort that I have found in your love? Do you know why does it pain? Let me tell you why it does. If a person is suffering from a tumor then won't he suffer from the pain after surgery? Yes he will. But in the end it is the right thing to do, for it will liberate him from the long term pain. You have seen my monster and for the monster to go away, I have to go through this test. In order to kill my monster I have to trudge this difficult path. and I can feel it deep in my spirit that it is working. That’s why it hurts. You must have heard when a sculptor makes a sculpture, he chisels out so much of it and it’s the only way of carving out a sculpture. Life is turning me into that sculpture that will turn out to be so beautiful that you will be proud. You believe that, don’t you? I know you do.

I know you can’t see me in tears and it’s the same on my end too. Have you ever seen a child being given an injection? It’s too painful for parents to watch their child cry but they still do it for his greater good. I am like that child only and I need strong support. Bear with me for some time and it will be beautiful in the long run. Imagine we will have so many stories being read by people all around the world! WOW! The thought in itself fills my heart with joy. We will remain alive in those stories even after we die. Isn’t that so wonderful? I am hopeful about the success of my books and do you know why? It’s because they will be inspired from true pain and I don’t sell my soul for easy fame.

With these analogies I want to say be hopeful. Be my light in the dark and be a strong pillar of hope in these testing times. I don't want to give up on you. Help me. Be with me. I need you just like I needed you in the past. Tell me you’ll be there. Tell me you will carry me when I am not able to walk? Tell me you will lift me up when I fall. Tell me you will kiss me with the divine kiss when I feel like giving up.

If you are there, nothing will be unachievable, nothing will be impossible. Be there for me, be there. As a philosopher, I can’t be happy like others because I can’t unsee what’s seen. Once the illusion has stopped working, things aren't the same. One can’t merely go back and live with that illusion ever again as if nothing had ever happened. So I will be sad at times and will bear the pain of the world on my shoulders. All you can do is to ease the pain.

Yours