Fiction Really Not Fiction

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It was 2:00 am and she was attacked by her usual insomnia disease. Was she the victim of this disease or has the external forces induced this disease into her? Her heart was in deep pain and she started crying like a 4 year old child, her voice was choking and she was not able to breathe properly. What was the thing which was troubling her??? What was the reason for this condition of her??? No one knows except her inner soul. She was having all the pleasure of this world, a real luxurious life, a royal family, so called friends and every other thing which one could have but the thing she yearned and lacked was a true COMPANION!   

Everyday she wakes up with a new dawn and makes her ready for new tasks and challenges with great power. The meaning of her life was just caring others.  

Apart from her family her peace of soul was her love. She thought no matter how many times and how long the world goes against her but life partner will always be there for her. When her love came to her life she was revived and her fairytale dreams seemed somewhat true! She thought life is not too bad, it’s never too late sooner or later you are rewarded for your sacrifices and compromises. BUT….. Her dreams remained dreams, she was living in illusion. Her virtual world was quite different from her real world.  

With passing time she got lucid idea about what was the matter going on with her. She came to know that life is not really how it seems, with every roller-coaster ride a new chapter of life begins. She understood that you can love anyone to the limit you want, to the limit you can push yourself to love BUT….. You don’t have a right over them.

You can’t ever think that you love a particular person and rightfully you can say anything to that person. You can never think of screaming and shouting or scolding that person rightfully because that person has not given you the right which probably you have given. May be that person doesn’t know with love itself comes the RIGHT. The thing you would come to know is you hardly matter for your loved ones and they hardly care or think about you. 

After knowing all what was the thing which could relieve her from all this pain? Nothing but her TEARS. All time she keeps on crying and relieving her heartache. Through all her life she never cried but when she met a real life never was the moment for her without crying.

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