Itne armaano ki bankar kabr, khadi hai zindagi

When the most sacred things in life turn ugly, when the light at the end of the tunnel turns out to be a train coming your way, when all you're left with, is nothing.What do you do? It's like the big crunch, as if all the laws of  physics and science are defied by one such truth.As if everything has ended and even if it has not, it doesn't matter.When nothing matters.When that one question haunts you till the time you depart.When you know the dark is an inevitable truth, a truth you wish to escape. When ignorance isn't bliss, when running away is a pain.The moment when there's no land beneath you and no sky above.What do you do? When the words can neither stay within, nor can they come out. When the pain keeps coming back to you over and over.The moment when you wish, there was a god.An ideal god, who knows it all. The moment when you want to get back to your 3 year old self and wish to begin it all over again.When there's a war within and peace around, the peace which ain't comforting. When you wish you could shout and break that silence. That moment when you can't pretend anymore.When the pain doesn't let you live and the laws of nature doesn't let you die.You wish you had the answers, you wish..
You wish..killing wasn't a crime.You wish..