The Light

By Tulasi. A

It's a very befuddling day. After quitting everything for others' happiness, it's a very empty day. There's nothing left to cheer myself up. Cravings are just grueling. Tiredness is stitching the wounds I made to myself. That dozy position, but not sleep. That pillow, which is not comforting me, by merely holding all the tears. That silence, I like a lot, is thunderous inside, so louder than I like. The one, who understands my silence, couldn't even comprehend my explanations. The one, who already knows that I'll fight for something, didn't notice my peace choice. Don't know where I went wrong!

That day continued for about two months and I found a synonymous person like me. The one, who lost everything for others' contentment. The moment I started to know more about the person, I saw something. Something like, he comes close to me and offers me to order something I crave for. He became a very empathetic listener, with all the expressions for each word. He put in more effort than I expected. He completely gave me the highest degree of freedom I can ever imagine. The freedom of expression, freedom of silence, freedom of doing anything that's righteous, freedom of eating, being and dressing as I wish. He started to pamper me with his kind and soft words and pats on my head. He began to treat me like a small kid. I've clearly seen the child in me, who was forcibly converted to a matured adult, playing with him. He grinned so cute at my baby talks without annoyance. Finally, I slept so peacefully and comfortably on his shoulder more than on any of my costly pillows ever. My hand and his hand are with the best fragrances of my favorite food I craved for. We both ate that together and so the hands are smelling awesome, when he's pating my cheeks so clemently. At last, I realized my dreaming potential isn't a void yet.

After these many empty days, I realized there's none like me. So, I decided to get up from the bed. Do something for myself. Meet up my own cravings. Smile for myself. For all this, firstly I started to love the light. I got down from the bed and switched on the light. I gradually realized, I'm in light. Then in the journey, I learnt that the light is in me and the destination is reaching a point, where I'll be the light. I'll be the light, the ray of hope and inspiration for my own self from the past.

Dear girl! Build your own empire with your own flair and flare up the happy lamps of life.

By Tulasi. A