How does one revel in the ashes when one's home has been consumed by the fire? Until now that's the question that had been plaguing her.. She has been desperately trying to build a home around her own self and her own dreams..She has been trying to restore her faith in herself..
Once upon a time....
She had sown the seeds of friendship , nurtured them with so much of love and care that the roots spread to the depths of her heart as the saplings blossomed into something that she thought was the everlasting Amaranth.
Maybe it was the rose whose fragrance is intoxicating but beauty ephemeral ,
It was the delicate rose that gets eroded by the slightest of winds
And now it's time to strike off the roots of a dead plant that penetrate the heart and make some space for the much longed Amaranth...
She wants to move on , to believe that something more real and meaningful awaits her...
She wants to live and not just breathe...
She wants to have her faith in life restored ..
P.S: This post is written in a fit of mixed and conflicting emotions.
Once upon a time....
She had sown the seeds of friendship , nurtured them with so much of love and care that the roots spread to the depths of her heart as the saplings blossomed into something that she thought was the everlasting Amaranth.
Maybe it was the rose whose fragrance is intoxicating but beauty ephemeral ,
It was the delicate rose that gets eroded by the slightest of winds
And now it's time to strike off the roots of a dead plant that penetrate the heart and make some space for the much longed Amaranth...
She wants to move on , to believe that something more real and meaningful awaits her...
She wants to live and not just breathe...
She wants to have her faith in life restored ..
P.S: This post is written in a fit of mixed and conflicting emotions.
