"How far will you come with me?
We'll have to separate at some point, no?" Both pairs of eyes reflected the mutual fear that clouded their sky. Separation was evident. It was something natural. And when something has been ordered by nature, how can you think of warping it according to you? "It hurts to see that one has to leave.
You cannot always be with someone, no matter how much you love them." The flicker of hope imitated a crumbling building. The haughtiness of hope was being demolished but who cares for that which is unnatural? "The closest of people have to parted ways with,
Only the ship sets forth, not the motherland." She was holding (on to) him while he was unable to remove the grief from his mission to leave. Dreams are far, and hence is their beauty. But dreams are far, and hence is the loss of bonds that all those have to bear, who run behind the light. "Even my body will not come ahead with me,
It will stay here, and I'll have to plunge ahead." This urge to catch hold of the yet-unattained ploys against our ties. You can't run unless you lose your ties. And you can't be tied unless you drop the urge to rush. "Who is a true soulmate then?"
He asked while tears spilled from his eyes.
"Why is it so difficult to sustain?
Even with a pure heart, why embrace all the pain?"
Writhing in immense pain, he asked her.
The woman had no answer.
The God had no answer.
Whether the one who stays is unfortunate
Or the one who leaves is, He couldn't decide.
But even God couldn't do anything,
This was nature's law to which all have to abide. - Abhinavanand Singh
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