The Fearless Heart

  I was sitting on the floor, counting the people in my life who should be blamed for all my failures. Starting from my parent's possessive nature due to which they do not allow me to take risks and enjoy adventurous moments. They strictly limited my career options. Then comes my siblings. There have been no moment in my life when they were not teasing me. Afterwards, there were ’FRIENDS’ who may be out of jealousy or maybe hatred, always distracted me and the list goes on… As I was rolling my eyes arbitrarily, a tiny ant caught my attention. She was pulling a cockroach's leg so overwhelmingly that I was compelled to stop my “self-reporting’’ of grievances. I hurried to capture the scene with my phone camera. What amused me the most was the fact that the ant that is almost thrice smaller then the leg was pulling it without any support, and perhaps, ‘without finding people to throw blames’, yeah that was the next thought!  Slowly and gradually, she kept pulling her feast to...

The Fearless Heart  Sometimes, we just want to be left alone...  Nothing more, nothing less satiates except being alone, that's it!  We, the internally fractured people have to spend time fixing together the pieces of a heart that cannot be permanently mended.  We just stitch and glue it temporarily, so that we can breathe with people around us for a while.  But as time passes, the stitched and glue deteriorate. This again leaves us with broken pieces of heart. And again, we are left with no choice but to take some time alone to stitch and glue them together. That is how we keep life going...