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" One Can Be Unhappy by oneself, but to be truly tormented, one must Love... " I t was one of those days again...and she hated them. She hated losing control over herself, her thoughts, her moods. She hated the helplessness and the depression. What was the point in living like this , speaking to people and exchanging words for the sake of it, she asked herself time and again..?? The twinkle in her eyes, the smile on her lips, the happiness and contend on her face was a faint shadow of was it used to be... " why?? why?? why me?? " that was the last thing on her mind when she closed her eyes, for another night of restless fitful sleep. Something had changed, something that was never there. Nightmares. Nightmares of an unhappy life ahead, nightmares of never ending days and everlasting nights ...of misery and lonliness. She was trying her best to cope with it, but even that was the last resort. She herself was to be blamed for it and she knew it. What ...

What is it that we're ultimately looking for?? Is it worth all the energy that we put in, only to realise, in the anguish of the moment, that all is lost ... There are several instances of married couples who lead parallel lives outside their homes. There are people who never could relate to the concept of commitment and monogamy. Then there are those relations that develop on the net and those that develop in the office environment because people are more together with each other than with their respective spouses. I often wonder what makes people fall out of love with their own spouses. Does a man’s or a woman’s love for their children change, in the sense that if their children don’t turn out the way they want them to be then do they look for other children to love. And the same goes for one’s parents. If you do not get along well with your parents, would you divorce them and get new ones or just a mother or father. In that case, I m sure the choices will be man...

Someone once said that Smile is the easiest of things that can help solving problems...resolving differences. On the contrary, smile was something that feels alien to her thesedays. Her heart felt like lead, life... like desert. She couldnt remember being so unhappy ever during the 24 years of her existance. It was like she'd lost the motivation to go on, ...like there was no longer a focus to her life...nothing felt important...nothing was good enough. It was scary. Life had become monotonous...same routine...same arugments...similar fights...the self pity..feeling sorry for him...for those around them. Deep inside her, she knew her life was to be this way for the rest of the years, superficially, she liked to believe that she'd come to terms with it, yet she found it difficult to accept. It was the feeling of helplessness that she hated. She wanted to change things for the better for both of them, but failed to understand what needed to be done. Would total...mindless submiss...