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" One Can Be Unhappy by oneself, but to be truly tormented, one must Love... "

It 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 would she not have given to go back in time, to the carefree childhood days of friendship, innocence and ignorance. The most serious tragedy would relate to loss of a doll or getting thrown out of class...and nightmares would be those of class tests and exams.

She knew she was a strong girl. It will take a lot more than what was there to break her. Her despair was more for those around her , whose hurt magnified her hurt. That added to the despair. Still, she knew life would go on...She believed in the Almighty and in herself and believed in the fact that adversity is the test of true character.

Signing Off

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