The Loop of Debt Trap - A Terribly Tricky Tale of Life

By Nisha Sainath

Once, I was a happy human

An ordinary person who could enjoy the momentary pleasures of life

A free bird  who lived in peace

A humble human who could process joy and let it out through a gentle smile

A realistic man who could feel every other emotion  

An introvert who had a heart  to make people feel seen and heard

A fan  who was fascinated by the cinematic universe

A daring rider who loved bikes with life

An ardent admirer of music

A cricket enthusiast who created bonds and memories on ground

A traveller who found joy in exploring places with friends

A silent observer who cracked timely jokes

An adventurer who had an eye on safety driven delights by  holding back the nerves

A fitness freak who used to experiment  with workout gears

A lovely yet arrogant young lad who had no world beyond his affectionate family

A care-free human who didn't take pressure to head yet worked on responsibilities

An idealist who aspired for personal and professional excellence

A middle-class youngster who dreamt of upgrading life

A normal man who yearned to settle in life

An upcoming youngster with slight shades of inferiority

Then came ,an uninvited guest 

That tunnel of troubles, which made me a debtor

That massive loss, which poured money down the drain

That turned my life upside down

That pushed me into a profound pit wherein problems were dumped on me one over the other

That drenched me in helplessness and hopelessness

That made me completely loose myself

That  nightmare, which taught me the value of sound sleep

That gave a fear struck feel when daylight hits on face

That first ring of a call, which brought me out  in a cold sweat

That mind ,which was exhausted of grinding it out in pitch- black meant for an indefinite time 

That huge figure, which made my life terribly tough

That unreachable targets , which shattered my desires 

That huge amounts much beyond my very limits, which burnt my dreams into ashes

That penetrated into the deepest roots of my life and ruined it

That put me in the  dilemma of leading a robotic life from  within while pretending out to be as normal as possible

That made me realize the value of the life I used to live

That put me down to the trauma of leading hands for earning a living

That forced me to indulge in the piteous practice of constant borrowing with utmost shame

That smashed my self-respect to smithereens

That turned me numb over people, feelings, and judgments 

That made me feel the heat of pain in loneliness

That  left me stuck in a cage of despair

That gave me life lessons 

That showed me the true colors of people 

That made me walk on a thin line of thread

Now I stand still

Before a head that longs to be held high

Before a soul that craves for a harmonious life devoid of dreadful voices of backers

Before a  life that can not  normalize until the hell freezes over

With a heart that  still survives with a ray of hope lit by my dearest ones

By Nisha Sainath