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I was crossing the road in my own thoughts, thinking about the realities of life. I think i was in kind of a shock. And it was justified, i had just witnessed my boyfriend of 6 years cheating on me! I was having weird thoughts as to how this could be love? or if it would have been beter had i not found out.
and suddenly i was pushed to the side.
"what the-" and then i saw the car that if not for this person would have squished me.
"thank you" i said finally looking at the person. and i was surprised to find a smiling old man looking at me, dressed in very casual clothes, his grey eyes looking at me. it was as if he could look through me; past all the bullshit we put up for the world to see. it made me aliitle uncomfortable to have my soul bared so easily and openly to someone.
i was bout to walk away when,
"you okay their kid?you don't look to well."
"i am good . thanks!" i said motioning towards my body to show that did not get injured.
"Scars aren't always openly visible kid. most deep ones never are. you can talk to me kid, what is it? i am a stranger, you can trust me, i got nothing against you."
That statement oddly comforted me and he had that grandfather aura around him. And i don't know what overcame me but it was strong enough to compel me to tall him what was bothering me. So i filled him on the crisis of my life.
"i am just wondering then, what is after all the purpose the truth of life?why so much pain? and if there is going to be pain , then why all these shenanigans about love?
he just smiled at me and shook his head. And then went ahead to ask me, " you tell me, all this pain that you are talking about, where do you think it comes from? what causes it?"
"heartbreak" i said immediately.
"no, try again"
"bad intentions? "
"No. it comes from thoughts. your thoughts, my thoughts, everybody's thoughts"
i was perplexed as to what he was talking about. "how?"
" You don't like someone, something about them, you go to great lengths to make sure your thoughts about the person are known, either by your actions or your words. you put out hurtful things in the world. why not keep it to yourself? he she is already judging themselves hard enough, struggling to fit in maybe. trying their best to love who they are. why make it difficult?"
I noded, overwhelmed with the amount of truth there is in it. we don't know anybody's struggles, what they go through. who are we to put out these thoughts?
He continued, " You think, you like someone,love someone. keep it to yourself"
"that's not right, if we keep it to ourselves, how is the other person ever supposed to find out?" i disagreed.
he smiled and explained, " do that when you know you love someone, not when you think it is. thoughts can be misleading. how many times we see something, think something about it and come to a conclusion, when reality is the flip side of the coin! those three words, the proposal of love is something you cannot take back ever. so say it when you have that moment of clarity. Because if you say it before then, and later realize that you don';t love that person, but it was just something you thought, it's going to alter that person forever! isn't that what happened here? he told you he loved you, but if he cheated on you, can he really love you? of course not! he just though he did. But the affect of those thoughts have been will lat embossed deep in your heart forever. You'll question love every chance you get.
so wait till your thoughts become the truth to express them."
On this i was dumbstruck, overwhelmed with thoughts, things, moments to look over.The guy smiled, patted my back and left. Left me there on the bench consumed by my thoughts, differentiating them from the truth
That night i lost sleep, thinking, but keeping it to myself!
