Realisation!

Realisation for me is nothing but waking up from a dream and actually seeing reality. It feels horrible in the beginning but it makes you stronger to face the reality. Every thing seems right until this realisation comes and then you will know that all your theories and perceptions are completely wrong. You will get a better view of all the blurred images in your mind.

Realisation hurts you some times because may be it shows you the facts you don't want to see. Some times you become aware of things you never thought even in your worst nightmares. Sometimes you will come to know that all the bad things are assumptions and you will find solace and happiness when you realise few things. Realisation sometimes is like missing a lottery with a single number and sometimes like missing a road accident by an inch. I dont know whether realisation is a good thing or a bad one, I know that it knows when to come and when it does you just have to watch the consequences.

Everybody have a heart which has feelings, when will it realise that you should not be happy for momentarily things and when will it realise that it should not fill our eyes with tears for some things which are not meant for us. I know this little fact but still I somehow dont want to believe and face reality. I want someone to face all the problems for me. I know I can face them alone and survive but still. Everybody know how important hard work is to achieve success but some where deep down don't we all want some magic to happen??

Realisation is a start to a truth but also an end of a possibility we nourished.  

Hope!

So hope huh? I never believed the word hope. Not my fault you see, life was never hope full it was always hope less for me. Every time i started hoping for something good it turned out to be very pain full. When every thing starts beautifully and grows happily i started hoping that it would be like this forever. My mistake. Things change. People Change. Situations change. Relationships Change. It definitely ends up badly. My hope is crushed into pieces. My hope is vanished. I was always left in despair. I was left in tears. I was left in depression.

When ever life was being good to me i never hoped for something better, I always hoped it to be the same. I hoped it would not become worst and yet again the history repeated. Eventually, Like every normal human does, i stopped hoping. Things did not work, it seemed to me that even though i hoped or not, slaughter of my happiness never changed. I started hating life. I started hating Hope. I started thinking that it would end up badly before even it started. Did it help? Obviously because things were going exactly how i knew. Things were beautiful at the scratch and turned out to be worst at the ending. Pain was becoming normal actually i was getting habituated to it. Things dint change only in this aspect, so there was no reason for me to change too.

Miracles happen in every body's life. problem is our eyes are filled with tears and our vision becomes too vague to visualize and believe it. I was always worried about the hand which left me in despair but i never noticed another shoulder on which i was leaning and cursing life. I never noticed the support of the shoulder which did not allow me to fall. I never noticed the shoulder of hope. The moment i realized the miracles that happened to me all along my life i was actually thank full to life, to hope and to all the devastating things which gave me miracles. I realized i should never leave the hand of hope because even though i gave up on it, It never gave up on me.

To the best miracle ever happened to me!