She doesn't cry even behind locked doors as she believes that she is strong enough to handle anything that life throws at her.
It's quite true as no one has ever seen her crying, not when her father passed away, not when she was meeting the needs of her hypochondriac mother, not even when she was fired from job without any fault of hers.
But that day, when he hugged her for the first time, the dark nimbus clouds that were accumulated in her heart for years could no longer rest there.
The murky clouds took the form of rain and escaped from her eyes, at first slowly and then vigorously.
After the downpour, she felt liberated and realized that she is not a robot, but a mortal with blood, flesh and emotions.
I agree. There's no internal pain, which a good cry can't fix. It won't provide a solution, but it will release the pent up frustration and the additional burden of grief. It will tone your spirit and get rid of the extra burden. You are ready to tackle whatever life can throw at you.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, men are not supposed to cry. They should. The nimbus should dispel, allowing the cheerful sun to shine!
Very beautiful and poignant story, Purba!
Thanks for this wonderful comment, Rakesh.
DeleteI truly believe that people should have a good cry and shed the burden, when they feel hurt. Bottling the grief in the heart results in more agonies. We should let it out and just let go :)
Very Beautiful and Touching!
ReplyDeletelovedly Purba :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks dear :)
DeleteVery soulful :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Anjali :)
DeleteReally Beutiful.:)
ReplyDeleteThanks Chandan :)
DeleteShort and sweet. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Somali :)
DeleteBeautiful and touching.
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
DeleteWhat an astounding ending.. sometimes a warm, cozy hug does melt one's heart to the core. Now she had no more stones but a heart that beats... so profound... so beautifully weaved. Loved the composition as always dear. Your every word hits the right chord. :')
ReplyDeleteYes dear, a loving touch especially a hug from the right person can do wonders. Thank you so much for your lovely comments. It always makes me smile and inspire me to write better :)
DeleteAbsolutely wonderful, Purba!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sir :)
DeleteThis reminds me lines I wrote long back - Thunderstorms in the corner of my heart, keep my eyes wet.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful piece, Purba. Loved it!
Wow! That's a beautiful line, Saru.
DeleteI am so glad you loved it :)
Beautiful...glad she threw off garb to reveal her real self!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Alok :)
DeleteGlad she realized that she too is a human. :)
ReplyDeleteNice one Purba.
Thanks dear :)
DeleteBeautifully penned Purba
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
DeleteI read your words and lose myself in them...I connect with them in so many levels and I know you can understand that. There is a meaning that a reader gets and there is a meaning that author has written it with...Stay blessed dear :-) :D
ReplyDeleteI am really glad to know that you can connect with my writings in so many levels. Thank you so much :)
DeleteGod bless you too.
So nicely expressed the emotional part of life.. Worth pondering over! Thanks for sharing, Purba!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Sir :)
Deleteit requires one person and one moment to shed it all...beautifully penned :)
ReplyDeleteSo true, Shweta. The right person can make it all right. Thanks dear :)
DeleteThanks :)
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful and touching... loved it, Purba!
ReplyDeletePeople often think that strong people don't need some TLC. They are wrong just like this story has so well highlighted!
ReplyDeleteA nice story!
ReplyDeletecrying and letting out emotions is so therapeutic. I like how you mentioned the dark nimbus clouds..
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