Became independent, still cried…
Before independence:
“It happened a while ago” this is how I am feeling as of now. Your question may be “this guy had become independent then why did he cry”. I can justify please wait.
It was dependency that held me with myself.
It was dependency that told me how beautiful it is.
It was dependency that taught me how beautiful expectation is.
It was dependency that bound us with each other.
There was a charisma behind this dependency. In fact I loved being dependent. Not because I could not help myself, but because I wanted her to take care of myself.
There was a search behind this independency. So that our eyes always demanded something. I just wondered how people decide I want to be in love but I never want to be a dependent without thinking “expecting someone to pour love on you” itself is a purest form of dependency.
It was dependency that made me send my status updates faster than weather forecasting with a hope of getting appropriate recovery measures might be taken up by her.
It was dependency that made it possible to attain a 5G speed in typing texts.
Post independent era:
After having a fruitful period of her rule now I am independent. The only comfort I enjoy after this independence is discomfort. She left some questions that could not be answered. But it actually keeps me on my mission to get them answered. I wish, I should not get them answered since I admire the failures that came on my way because she succeeded.
To be put it in a nutshell, after the independence there is no one to rule this kingdom. The fact is, the king himself wanted to be ruled by her. Just imagine the impact she had over the king.
This is how I still feel, it’s not independence. For me it’s in dependence!!!
Love,
Mani kannan
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