Where Is That Love?

She stood alone in the park where she met him once while talking to herself over her future and now there is no one in the future to hold her hand like she was secure. The only question she asks herself is, was 7 years of loyalty was not enough? 

She shrugs and tries to bend her thoughts to the blooming flowers who are no more familiar like they use to be when she found them on the doormat on her birthday last year. Has she been strike by a thunder or she hit herself to the wall of terror.

All that is acceptable for her but she thinks of betraying him and leaving him no options but sorrows and difficulties. She can do everything but cant stand his ignorance and tears. But how can she go back after all she had faced, ignoring for better and peace and in the end she is alone sitting on sand making empty hearts and waiting for waves to wash them off.

Simple life with smile, laugh and harmony changed into she saw in the sad movies and she cant believe she is the part of it. She have accepted all of it with arms wide open, things are not changing and she is not returning back. 

She opens her book of heart and look for the answers of her fears. She was misunderstood, misjudged and pushed to cry off the cage. Now she is not going back, now she is not saying sorry, now she is not compromising and now she is not yours anymore.

She stand up and walk towards the road leaving the shore behind, she turned around look into the sun rising, she smiled and said its my new day and new beginning.

But the question remains in her heart “Where is that love?” 

Anger

Anger is me when I am not right and I want to prove myself and anger is me when I am right and no one believes me and Anger is me when I try and tell people the truth but everyone wears a big black glasses of false hopes and desires.

Anger is the hardest thing to handle if we really do not know the other person in fact if we do not understand ourselves. We have heard our elders, if you want to know the truth hear that person in his anger.

Sometimes we take a note about a person act and we call it act of depression and act of frustration. Time, Money, Status and Face value that is all we can desire off and when we are not getting it we get into depression and frustration. Why? is that only thing we want and we can get angry for? I have many more reasons to get angry rather than this material in this materialistic world.

When I see bloodshed I should get angry. Why not? We should not cry because those are not our relatives. We have to feel their pain in order to make this world a better place to live.

When I see small kids starving with no shelter and nothing to wear but they really have one thing all the time, tears. I should get angry when I see their tears why not? because we are not wearing their shoes? If we just try and fit our toe in their shoes we will realize what is to be there.

Those are just 2 things but there are thousands of things waiting for your response. Let’s show our anger towards wrong and lets give everyone the best place to live in. Anger is always not bad after all.