One Tiny Thought

It is something I have been holding on to.

When a battle/war is fought, generally, the outcome is the first thing that becomes known to the world. And even though it is the Generals on either side who are the spotlights of the story, there are a lot of soldiers involved too.

Soldiers too, know the outcome of what they have just faced, but every narrative would be different. Each soldier would have a story to tell, culminating into what the rest of the world knows as common knowledge. This story would have elements common to others' tales, and would also imbibe individual circumstances.

What you read from my side, is well, my side.

That is why, when people around me dish the had-good-intentions theory, I leave margin for that. We were ambushed, and in the worst way possible.

I still do not think that I will ever overcome what was hidden from me, but I keep my ears open. I torture those around me, but I keep my heart open. My tears are the most important for me, but I keep my eyes open. I do not always agree to what others say, but I keep my mouth open. I will never forget her memories, but I keep my mind open.