Imagine living on top of the mountain. Every day, you wake with the purest of air kissing your skin. The birds singing all around you as the clouds underneath you gleam like purest soft cottons as the sun rays fall on them. You open the window and breathe in unbridled joy and hope, of thousand possibilities. And your heart is full. Your body's strong. And your mind is clear.
And then one day, you stand a little too close to the edge. So you fall down. Deep down into the bottom of the valley and into the place that the world has forgotten its existence. At first, it doesn't hit you. After all, you've never been here before.
So you expect things to be the same. That your heart is still warm and full of songs. But as you try to get up, you realise, for the first time, how broken your body is. And just how far the top of the mountain is from where you are.
You look around you. There is nobody here. No one has been here for thousand of years. This is the valley that nobody even want to acknowledge of its existence. A valley nobody understands. Nobody has told you how to navigate through this. Nobody has ever written a book or leave a guide map.
Imagine being in that valley, walking with a broken body and an empty soul, roaming for days, unable to find a way out.
You're used to live on top of the mountains. You're used to the light. Colours. Sounds.
But down here, there is nothing but darkness, shadows and silence so deep that even your beating heart sounds alien to you.
You miss home. You miss everything that made you, you. But all of those seems so far away --high up the mountains that now appear as if they touch the sky.
How far is the distance from this valley to the sky??
How does one go from here to there?????....what if I tell you that your soul is trapped here for eternity, alone in this darkness, somewhere feebly trying but with no headway?
If you look closely, maybe you might catch a glimpse. Of her. Stuck in a world she doesn't understand. Stuck in a body she has no control over. In a city of aliens and strangers. Trying to be strong yet so miserably failing. There are thousand things running through her mind, and it doesn't help that she has no enough strength.
The world expects her to smile and questions why she isn't paying attention. They chastise her for losing the shine in her eyes, for looking away too quickly. They ask her why she is lost and cold. The world is a show and she's dressed and combed to perfection. So, yes, there isn't a visible scar to the public. No cut to show. No bruise to hide.
She doesn't pay attention because every minute hurts. She's lost down here in a world she's never been before. Away from her loved ones. Away from her friends and family. Away from all the support and comfort that she's used to. She has a lot to worry but none to share with. She has a lot of pain but none to understand. So, she keeps to herself as she hurts even more.
For the mountain top is still so very far away. And so many miles ahead.
Maybe she will reach there again one day. But even then, nothing will ever be the same again.
And then one day, you stand a little too close to the edge. So you fall down. Deep down into the bottom of the valley and into the place that the world has forgotten its existence. At first, it doesn't hit you. After all, you've never been here before.
So you expect things to be the same. That your heart is still warm and full of songs. But as you try to get up, you realise, for the first time, how broken your body is. And just how far the top of the mountain is from where you are.
You look around you. There is nobody here. No one has been here for thousand of years. This is the valley that nobody even want to acknowledge of its existence. A valley nobody understands. Nobody has told you how to navigate through this. Nobody has ever written a book or leave a guide map.
Imagine being in that valley, walking with a broken body and an empty soul, roaming for days, unable to find a way out.
You're used to live on top of the mountains. You're used to the light. Colours. Sounds.
But down here, there is nothing but darkness, shadows and silence so deep that even your beating heart sounds alien to you.
You miss home. You miss everything that made you, you. But all of those seems so far away --high up the mountains that now appear as if they touch the sky.
How far is the distance from this valley to the sky??
How does one go from here to there?????....what if I tell you that your soul is trapped here for eternity, alone in this darkness, somewhere feebly trying but with no headway?
If you look closely, maybe you might catch a glimpse. Of her. Stuck in a world she doesn't understand. Stuck in a body she has no control over. In a city of aliens and strangers. Trying to be strong yet so miserably failing. There are thousand things running through her mind, and it doesn't help that she has no enough strength.
The world expects her to smile and questions why she isn't paying attention. They chastise her for losing the shine in her eyes, for looking away too quickly. They ask her why she is lost and cold. The world is a show and she's dressed and combed to perfection. So, yes, there isn't a visible scar to the public. No cut to show. No bruise to hide.
She doesn't pay attention because every minute hurts. She's lost down here in a world she's never been before. Away from her loved ones. Away from her friends and family. Away from all the support and comfort that she's used to. She has a lot to worry but none to share with. She has a lot of pain but none to understand. So, she keeps to herself as she hurts even more.
For the mountain top is still so very far away. And so many miles ahead.
Maybe she will reach there again one day. But even then, nothing will ever be the same again.
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