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!