Vague Image

I was staring at the faded blurred image in the mirror, thinking about how miserable she is and asked myself several times why? Why my life is always engaged with some fool crazy people‼! What should I learn from all these days and stories and when will this end for ever‼! I was Listening to all sorrows and griefs carried every day and moments with me. Then, as the matter of fact I found myself in some, dapple clear parts on the mirror and looked into those Big Dark Brown eyes and figured out why, why it has been always so difficult… The ones who left their homes never scare of being lost, they have a reckless selfhood that makes others feel unstable, Uncomfortable! Having so many rough thorny ambitions, create situations to blow peoples’ egoism away… and finally, one day, the sun will rise from my side and it will long last for ever!

P.S

Miss my Mom’s hands, her smell and all those pink butterflies that her presence creates!