Key for a strong woman

                                       She is still alive……..!

‘Happy face’ was the name she got when she was born. ‘Laadali’ was the title she was crowned with on her 10^th birthday. Father was her strength as his love was something that never faded. She was blessed with an elder brother as well. The equation between her father and her brother was never too good and so she was in middle of them. She always suffered whenever she has to be on either of one side and that was something laborious for her. She was happy as she made them happy always. Somewhere in between her life and her father's dream she lost her shine. Every time when she felt apart her pillar was his brother. Sooner she turned eighteen and now she was an adult. She started watering her pale yellow sunflower to turn it into the new bright yellow flower. She started living two worlds with totally different reasons, one was her own world and other was her hero's. Slowly she started standing against her hero because she knew her instant spontaneous reaction will shatter him apart. She was the reason for him to believe in world. But her dreams were totally the opposite poles than his. After two years she made herself free or she thought that she had set herself free to live her real self and exactly that was the point when she lost everything. She was strong enough, as in the crowd of many her broken heart remained unnoticed. She lost her father as a company and brother as her pillar.  What she had with herself was her smile and her dreams in her eyes. She never wanted someone to console her with the says,' it's  fine you will be okay soon.' Instead she wanted the kind of person who would have scolded her saying, 'do it yourself no one is there for you.' At times she was a composition of cement and at times she was fragile. She was loved by many but was understood by none. All equations in her life went totally wrong and so she left all with believe that she will get them all back…  The father’s love and brother’s care was her shelter. She left her home and made a homeless home where she lived just with her dreams. The decision was not an easy task but the only option left.
She chased her dreams, her desires. She lived with a hope to get back her strength and her pillar one day and still hopes for the same. The only thing that went right was her decision to move out from her loved shelter. After her struggle with her own family for so long while, she is still alive. Yes, and living a beautiful life because her soul still crave to be alive and so she is still alive.

~To live you have to loose.

“If we dream for something, we have to walk alone no matter how much we hurt others.”