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Living again?

My life has been full of conflicts lately…on the one hand I have had my life falling into place…ecstatically into place…and on the other hand I have had one of my closest friends facing a tragedy and grief…which seems insurmountable…

What does one do when the person she thought was her closest counterpart, her lover, her sweetheart, her husband is no more…how does life go on for her??? I can empathise and I can grieve…but I cannot understand…for that I would have to live her life…

Questions, thoughts, puzzles, all unanswered…

How does life go on…when it has stopped for a few…

Of course we all love again. And we all go on with our lives…I have too come up from what I thought and envisaged as complete tragedies…things that would make my life come to an end…or at least ensure that I stopped living for a long time to come…

But then life has a way of falling into place…very rightly for some and limpingly for others…but it does.

I know I am sounding morose and I know this is not how I usually sound…but then I am counting on time…to heal her wounds…to make her look at life again…to smile that smile again…

All I can do is wait…

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