நாம்

உன் 'நா'
'ம்' என்று சொல்ல
காத்திருக்கிறேன் !
நானும் நீயும்
'நாம்' ஆக !

The game

I have been a part of the game, right from its start. I have been a spectator and a player. I have had foul plays, I’ve won too. Now it hurts when I don’t know whether I’m winning or losing.

I better get out of the game. I don’t even want to be a spectator. I don’t fear loss, I fear the fear itself. Insecurity laughs at me for being so ignorant to have missed its silent entry into the game, when I was busy playing. It’s a tough fight. I know. I don’t call it quits, I say it’s enough.

I’m misled by the false hopes that life gives in plenty. The impeccable moments of natural happiness bound by conditions, fade away sooner than expected.

Am I getting disheartened? I ask, is there anymore to heart, that can be undone?

getting reminded of THIS POST.