Back to the starting point

Do you ever have those moments where everything that could go wrong, goes wrong? Where you’re trying so hard to understand what role you had to play in this destruction, but you can’t seem to find any. Where the sky breaks apart, and you’re just standing there wondering why things are happening the way they are. The land beneath your steps shakes like an earthquake, and you plunge straight down in the core of the earth.

Everything you stood up for comes tumbling down. All the things you did in life replay like a movie, and you’re counting every single memory wondering if you ever did anything wrong to deserve this. And you find so many flaws and loopholes in this small life of yours that you accept everything that is happening because you deserve it. Because you’re an inconvenience in a world that is supposed to be perfect. Because you’re a blemish in the face of beauty.

That’s how I feel right now. Like a huge chunk of my chest is missing, and I don’t know where it is. Like there’s a hole in my heart, and all the happiness is leaking through; I can’t seem to keep it in no matter how hard I try.

Like water, contentment is flowing through the gaps in between my fingers and no matter how hard I try to grasp it, I can’t seem to hold it in. All I have are empty palms, and I keep looking at them in hopes that they’ll miraculously be filled. But they never are.

It’s this odd feeling of emptiness that takes away so much energy. Like you’re trying to create happiness from whatever source you can, but it’s time-consuming and it’s hard. It’s like forcing a lump of coal to transform into a diamond. It’s like forcing the sun to come out at night.

It’s hard fighting this emptiness, so you give in to this feeling of despair because the war you’re fighting isn’t worth the damage. But the most ironic thing is that no matter how hard you try to avoid being injured, you end up with wounds so deep that no salve can cure them. The war you’re trying to avoid is forcibly kissing you on the lips.

I guess life has a way of dragging you back to the starting point. Maybe because the road you were taking wasn’t yours to take. Maybe the victory you dreamt of wasn’t in your destiny. Maybe your whole direction was wrong, and life is trying to point you to a path that has your name written on it.

But we’re stubborn. We refuse to see what we can’t comprehend. Sometimes the only thing we can do is have faith. Have hope. Believe. Happiness is like a butterfly. The more you run after it, the more it’ll fly away. Just stay still. Be calm, and happiness will come to you, and it will settle down in between your palms on its own.

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17 thoughts on “Back to the starting point

  1. I can completely relate to this feeling of emptiness. In fact every one at some point goes through this ordeal. More so cancerians. Anyways, your writing style and the sincerity in conveying your emotions is most appealing.

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  2. Last month was like that for me, I was already struggling in my personal life and then my career too took a hit and I couldn’t comprehend what this downfall is all about, I am still not sure whether this fall was necessary for my upheaval or not. But as for me, when you hit your lowest bottom, you eventually come up, may be like a fire in one shot or like feather floating on the surface of well which is constantly being filled.

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    1. That’s true. When you shoot an arrow. It goes back first, then with force it moves forward. Everything happens for a reason… it may not make sense in the moment, but it eventually will. I hope things turn out well for you.


  3. Hmm… Deep one..! Yesterday I went through your Instagram.. Sent you a DM ..! I hope you received it..! I am impressed by your insta account..! The appearance..! Aisha Munir… Is that your name?!

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