WHERE THE ROADS WILL GO?

 He did not want to play piano nor did he want to read or write, for nothing was able to give him comfort anymore. The things which he had always loved the most became suddenly alien to him as if he had never been . With every beat of his weak, lonely heart; he found it difficult to carry on and many times he thought if he had come too far- ‘Will he ever be able to comfort her? Will he ever be able to heal her wounds?”

Life had played its cruelest joke on her- when even the slightest part of her was not ready, it struck her with the greatest pain imaginable. She was left alone. She was abandoned. Her dreams were crushed and she was broken into pieces. Will they ever be put together again? Will her life find a new purpose?

        He offered his friendship to provide her comfort whenever she was sad, but feelings got stronger. With the passing of time they got so close that everything else in the world mattered no more. Every morning he wished to hear her voice and see her smile to check on her if she was doing okay. For a few days it seemed everything was working and her wounds were starting to heal. But it was an illusion. The sweet memories of the past came back to her only to make her realize how miserable her life had become. And as a friend, he could comfort her no more.

        Plenty of times he tried to comfort her with his jokes, music pieces, mimicry and stories but later he himself lost himself in his entirety just to find her. Even his weaker part came on the surface. He was emotional, a man who would hardly be loved because of lack of masculinity. When he truly loves, he shows his delicate and soft feminine part, his anima. Will she leave him one day knowing that he is not strong?

        Why does it hurt to love? He wished he could turn back the time and unlove her. Loving a person is one of the easiest things and yet one the most difficult things in the world. It’s