Joke of Life

It’s true when someone said, ‘We can never forget our first love’, and equally difficult to get over it. I have come to realize, it is the age in which we suffer from the pain of separation that influences our decisions in life.

Separation during teenage with your classmate is more memorable and painful or separation with your ‘would be fiancé’; separation with your fiancé is more painful or separation with your husband; separation from the man you meet and fall in love after your first divorce is more painful or separation from the man you meet, marry and get betrayed after your first divorce.

Isn’t it funny that experiences make us grow stronger mentally escalating our willpower and level of resilience, but as we grow with age, the relationship we get into escalates equally in its level of gravity and importance and this reflects on how we then choose to be in life.

Isn’t it funny that experiences make us realize our trust was betrayed so it’s time we learn from it, but as we grow with age, despite being strong, our level of faith in ‘trust’ depletes with repetitive betrayals and we wear more shields – Making less people in future to know how we really are!

Love meant the most ultimate thing to me in my life and career always followed later, but every time love made fun of me, laughed on my face and went, my career became stronger. There are very few positive things in life you do to distract yourself from the pain, instead of adapting to measures like drinking, partying to escape the emptiness. No matter you better your career or drink, the tears of pain remain cold in your eyes.

Honesty remained always my weakness and with it loyalty followed on its own. It took me a long time to realize that when you innocently unveil every thought in your mind, you let the person know you well enough to betray you in its most miserable way.

Sometimes you know every person at the back of your hand and you are known for your ability to know the devil inside them, but how strangely you falter all the time in love in seeing the devil within them.

Sometimes you trust someone so much that you let them have space to have a life of their own besides ‘love’. When later betrayed, more than holding them responsible, you wonder if there is something wrong you did to not give them enough love.

When you love someone so much they are all you think of. When later betrayed, people around you have to remind you to ask one question ‘Why?’ How embarrassed I went when it struck me I broke in tears before you but forgot to ask you why you did this to me.

This must be one of my very write-ups when I have not cried while writing, but the pain is far more than the ones I sob about.

Trust everyone, but just don’t trust the devil inside them!

Written by Vrushali Deshpande