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Beyond Words

You guys ask if I have forgotten about my blog. Absolutely Not! But something has happened - life! Life happened!

This morning, I was thinking about the topic for today's blog but couldn't find one. Isn't it strange? You want to write about your thoughts but you just can't find the right words, the right emotions, and all that. 

You are feeling everything, deep down you know what you want to write about, what you need to communicate about but you just can't make people see it the way you see it. This leads me to another thing, the people! 

This week has made me realize the importance of people. People are so freaking necessary but not all people.

People with whom you can share your pain, who speak your language, who don't need words to know what are you thinking, who can be with you in the darkest moments of your life. 

don't agree with the notion that happiness multiplies when shared. It doesn't but I do agree with the proverb that "Gham baantny se halka hota hai" (A sorrow shared is a sorrow halved).  We, as people, need a shoulder to cry on. Though we act tough, we are extremely fragile like a piece of glass. Some harsh words and we are broken the next moment.

It is so important, necessary, crucial, and mandatory that you must have someone, even one person, with whom you can share your grief. 

I agree that grief is personal, but there is another type of grief - joint grief. I may be unable to make you understand this in words, so let's take an example. Joint grief comes when you lose a thing, a person who was owned and shared equally. Let's say you lose your parents, now the joint grief would be shared between the siblings. But there is another thing. All siblings may not have a good relationship with their father, so those siblings who had a close relationship with their father would share the same pain. 

I don't know what I am writing, I don't know if you guys understand the thing that I am trying to explain. It is weirdsome things can never be explainedSome relations can never be explainedSome people can never be explainedSome situations can never be explainedthink, there lies beauty in it as some things are beyond explanation. 

But then, can the joint grief be felt? I believe, yes! The joint grief can only be felt. Feelings are beyond explanation. There is nothing in this world that can explain a feeling. A feeling of sadness. 

Do you think tears can explain the pain? I don't think so. Tears are a sign of unhappiness, sadness, grief, and whatsoever. But, it can never explain the feeling of the pain that someone is experiencing. 

They say writing makes you think clearly and organize your thoughts but in my case, it doesn't work that way. 

The feelings are ineffable and writing about them won't make our thoughts get cleared. 

See you in the next blog. 

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