A long walk from nightmares....

Life was not easy for her. Reminiscing through the vague pictures in her mind, she was confused about her choices, she took in her life.There was always a pain in her heart,  when she was to ,choose between her parents and John. After that, there was something missing in her life. It was happiness, and happiness is now a lost treasure for her.

She had a beautiful life...with loving parents, friends and John, her love. She was in the midst of her twenties, when she met John. He was a fun loving, carefree young man, who was dangerously  handsome. Any girl would just fall for his brown eyes and charming smile. 

It was a rainy day, the day when he confessed his love for her. And that moment, was one of the most beautiful moments of her life. She dreamt a happy and peaceful life with him....

But some dreams may turn out to be nightmares.No matter how sweet they seem, they leave you in a state of distress.When you are in love, you become a warrior. One who fights for love and embrace the pleasures of it. But for others, you're just an odd girl who disagrees her parents for a temporary love life. All advices and warnings ignites your energy. At last, you shatters the glass cage and comes out to find your love and pleasure. 

Walking to your love,  requires a lot of courage. And courage comes from the faith you have in that relationship. So when faith is shattered, you should find another way to gain courage. Otherwise, you would fall down from that cliff of dejection and broke your legs. You may think yourself as the biggest loser in this world and sometimes end your journey in a rope.

Death is not an ultimate solution. Happiness is not found in death. John was her life and happiness. But now, she is left alone to cry in the dark corners of her sad heart. Is she not wise enough to end this suffering?  She can move on with her life and has every right to laugh like a normal girl. But she was caugth in a dilemma. 

John was a perfect lover, but a terrible husband. Man become mature with responsibilities, but he was just the opposite. A chain smoker and a celebrated drunkard, who loves to party and forget his boring life. He drinks, in order to escape from a life with his wife,  because she was no more a fascination to him. He finds pleasure in the lips of strippers and in the taste of liquor. He does not regret anything in his life and want nothing from an ordinary wife.

She was not an extraordinary wife. She was still a young girl who had forgotten days when she had a restful and peaceful sleep. Her slumber is now an escape from the tiring melancholy of the day. Her days were machanical running of seconds which ends up in loop of never ending confusions.

Not a brave woman inside, braveness comes from a burning heart, and hers was a wet candle. Each day in her life passed with a lot tears which flooded in her eyes leaving no room for a little hope. Her confusions may seem less for an outsider,  but those were choking her to wake up from her nightmares. For a woman, her life always revolves around her husband. His wellness and happiness is all in her concerns. What would she do after leaving him?  She does not have an identity of her own,  never cared of making one,  as she was just a shadow of her husband, a carrier of his burdens. Would an unexpected behavior from her side affect him??  Maybe no..

Light breeze from the window woke her. She lighted the half burnt candle and moved to the window. Few drops of rain is still on the window panes blurring the grassy lawns outside. It feels good, when you get a good sleep without nightmares. Sometimes happiness comes when you walk away from your nightmares...