I don't know how many of you are ready to hear it but the harsh truth is that there is nothing as karma. It is basically our coping mechanism that gives us the hope to move on and see what the future has in store. It is simply a method to console our broken, disillusioned, and jaded self that yes if we were wronged, the future will take care of the wrongs we endured. But tell me, how do you measure pain? If a person is tortured and traumatized for years on end and the culprit suffers for some days or months, people can say that its the karma working but how does years of pain be assuaged by the suffering of mere few months or days. The truth is that pain is subjective, nobody can realise or equate the amount of pain one goes through and it can't be measured by the quantity of tears shed or the number of scars carried on the body and soul.
Karma can never be the agent to equalise the pains you go through. Its just a form of human hope that helps us go through our lives and pushes us to move on, drags us out of the pit of sadness and anger. Just the hope that someday karma will arrive and it will be payback time for the culprits. _________________________________________________
Romance is extravagant. I realised something today. We cry after watching a film or reading a book filled with this potion of romance because somewhere deep down we try to search for something similar in our lives. Yes, such immensely mesmerizing love exists, but its the case of few among millions and we rue that we were not among the lucky ones to have such a beautiful story. We wish we were those characters, we wish it was our story, we wish someone had loved us so deeply and was not afraid to show it. We wish someone loved us with all our scars and vulnerability and was not hesitant to shout it out loud. We wish... And then suddenly we realise the mirage of the whole incident. It comes crashing on to us, realisation.... Realisation that its not our story, it never will be. The tears trickle because somewhere in our hearts we wished we had that life, we had that love, but the truth is, it's what it is...'fiction' _________________________________________________