Just said hello to me...

Lately it's mostly been me who has needed some pacifying. Tears have been uncontrollable, and there are so many people trying to make me feel good, in their own little and unique way.

But the other day I stepped into the opposite shoes. It was me saying to someone else "Hey, it's all gonna be fine with time." Not that I have not done this kind of 'medicining' before, but this time it felt very different, even weird if you may say so. It felt different because I knew exactly how the other person felt, I could totally identify with his plight. And so I knew that saying anything, even harmless words like "It's going to be fine" were futile, and probably inappropriate too. I didn't want to preach because I hate it being done to me. It's the easiest thing to do when your outside the fence of disaster, just an onlooker of the show. Nothing was the right thing to be said, I understood, and what really mattered to the person in tears and agony, was the fact that he had someone next to him. That he was not alone.

In fact, I felt like a cheat when I said the words "It's going to be fine", because I knew I did not believe in those words myself. And I knew the receiver of those words knew it as well as me that nothing is fine, and nothing is going to be fine very soon. If only it was that easy! The only way to get out of the trauma was to go through the fire and burn with it, come out charred and be reborn.

Everyone has their share of terrible times, noone can escape that part of destiny. And I am sure everyone agrees that they get stronger post the experience, ready to challenge the rest of their lives by staring at it straight in the eye. The positive thing about such times is that you really see the truth for what it is, all the false visions are broken into pieces. You rediscover yourself as you are a different person with every phase of the problem, evolving all the time. You see your true well-wishers from the rest of them, and the discovery is at most times startling and moving. Relationships borne in these times are rock solid, they are there to stay.

Most importantly, you discover the survival instinct in you. You say hello to your naked, true and best form. When you feel there is no more hope, that nothing makes sense anymore, and living to see another day is unbearable, there comes a sound from within you that whispers into your soul "You will survive". As long as I hear that voice from within me, I know I am not over. I will survive.