I walk but not alone... (standard:Flash, 1514 words)
Author: Indrani Bhattacharyya	Added: Nov 10 2011	Views/Reads: 3051/1823	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
its a flash fiction reflecting my own philosophy..

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even to myself. ‘I can clearly feel you love living life on the edge, 
don't restrict yourself, it's just one life to live for, will you let 
it go simply like that'? He was surprisingly persistent to extract the 
answer out of my soul. I murmured slowly,'life becomes more meaningful 
when you just don't wait for a stormy night to pass by; instead, you 
learn to enjoy dancing in the rain'. ‘Exactly, my child'! He exclaimed 
with a grin. ‘Break those barriers, do whatever your heart asks you to 
do, self belief is the strongest medicine mankind can ever think of. 
Don't you think life would be far more difficult, different, 
dimensionless, discolored, disoriented, depressive and disastrous if 
you can't be yourself? ' Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath. For me, 
Life has been a roller coaster ride throughout. But I haven't complaint 
much about that either. What troubles me more is the emotional 
turbulence one has to go through time to time. I have been through 
quite a lot but still not capable enough to handle them in a proper 
way. Being an expert of camouflaging pain with beaming expressions 
nothing but doubles your pain.  I am sick and tired of bleeding inside. 
Is it because I have always been trying to cage my feelings since long? 
A realization struck me with an optimum knee jerk reaction. It's true 
that I have never run short of self esteem but probably I was too 
reclusive all this while. I didn't allow myself to breath in the fresh 
air for quite some time now.  Keeping the night sky as the sole 
witness, I decided to set them free one by one. I felt lighter like a 
feather while watching my buried fears, hidden tears, bottomless 
worries, submerged delights blending wonderfully with each other to 
form an incredibly vibrant rainbow.  For the first time ever, I let 
myself go with the flow and my inner palette became all content. The 
old man's head popped up from the surface of a lone bright star and 
winked at me ‘that's like a good girl, keep writing with your raw 
feelings as that helps every sensible mind to grow better'. I 
cheerfully waved my hand to him and shouted on top of my voice ‘hey 
it's because of you I know now hatred makes your memories stronger 
about the subject, indifference doesn't make them weaker either but it 
helps you to maintain yourself at a stationary phase within a tolerable 
range of painless sufferings where Nothing Else Matters.' My most 
favorite Pink Floyd track goes like this ‘all in all you're just 
another brick in the wall', no I am not. Not anymore. I would never let 
myself to live in that vicious ‘grey region' where the meaning of 
victory and defeat becomes synonymous. That amazing man had taught me 
to fly independently through his unthinkable wisdom, he had brought out 
the hidden philosopher residing in my heart who keeps weaving loads of 
inner visions quietly across my mind and enriches me every minute. I 
had tasted the true meaning of freedom and now I am sure that my 
energized wings would carry me further. I have a long way to go but I 
am immensely happy for making the first move towards a rewarding future 
filled with self contentment. Thank you my friend! 


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