My Pa is a Doctor,so each time we would get pukish and feel giddy,squeamish,faint,restless and uneasy...and ask Pa to give some medicine to stop the weird feeling and make things alright...he would tell us to bear a little and let the vomit happen...cause he said,it was body's natural cleansing system.
He always told us to suffer that horrible,nauseating feel,so as to let body purge itself and cleanse all the impurities within.
Once the vomits were over and done with...the body used to feel lighter...easy and all drained out.
But the sleep thereafter,and the ease consequently used to be therapeutic for sure.
..............I know,you must be wondering why did I substantiate with such an example...cause a break up feels just like that...queasy,uneasy,disrupting,qualmy,reeling,suffocating,g iddy and one needs to vomit all out...the hurt,the pain,the remorse,the turmoils,the exasperations,the mental agonies,the intrinsic conflicts...one needs to throw them all out of one's system....to purge the heart,the soul,the senses....which suffer hugely so as to combat something as shattering ,shocking and collapsing as a break up.
~To learn to live without the voice.
~To learn not to be with the same presence.
~To accept the vacuum and its hollow resounding emptiness.
~To never see the same number flash on the phones,the same face in life.
~To never utter the same,perpetually on one's lips.
~To not feel the same feel,of one's soothing togetherness.
.....and much more...the mess notwithstanding....beyond the hurt and the humiliation.
Once the purging is done...the body,along with the mind...comes to the rescue of the heart and the soul and helps one regain all its strength and the lost joy.
The road to recuperation is rather tedious ,but it does exist...and happiness comes.
From quarters stable,long standing and unconditional.
One needs to cleanse one's insides good and proper to let the rays of shimmering sunlight...full of life, vigor,happiness and joy envelope one's being all over again....and let life blossom and celebrate the sheer delight of living...sans bitternesses and the messy,lurking shadows of the past.
One has to learn to be a phoenix ,so as to rise and shine:-)
He always told us to suffer that horrible,nauseating feel,so as to let body purge itself and cleanse all the impurities within.
Once the vomits were over and done with...the body used to feel lighter...easy and all drained out.
But the sleep thereafter,and the ease consequently used to be therapeutic for sure.
..............I know,you must be wondering why did I substantiate with such an example...cause a break up feels just like that...queasy,uneasy,disrupting,qualmy,reeling,suffocating,g iddy and one needs to vomit all out...the hurt,the pain,the remorse,the turmoils,the exasperations,the mental agonies,the intrinsic conflicts...one needs to throw them all out of one's system....to purge the heart,the soul,the senses....which suffer hugely so as to combat something as shattering ,shocking and collapsing as a break up.
~To learn to live without the voice.
~To learn not to be with the same presence.
~To accept the vacuum and its hollow resounding emptiness.
~To never see the same number flash on the phones,the same face in life.
~To never utter the same,perpetually on one's lips.
~To not feel the same feel,of one's soothing togetherness.
.....and much more...the mess notwithstanding....beyond the hurt and the humiliation.
Once the purging is done...the body,along with the mind...comes to the rescue of the heart and the soul and helps one regain all its strength and the lost joy.
The road to recuperation is rather tedious ,but it does exist...and happiness comes.
From quarters stable,long standing and unconditional.
One needs to cleanse one's insides good and proper to let the rays of shimmering sunlight...full of life, vigor,happiness and joy envelope one's being all over again....and let life blossom and celebrate the sheer delight of living...sans bitternesses and the messy,lurking shadows of the past.
One has to learn to be a phoenix ,so as to rise and shine:-)
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