It is difficult to say goodbye to people who have been loved for a short time.
HELLO EVERYONE
I hope everyone is doing well. I came to you with another of my writings. I love general writing. Which is why I want to introduce myself as a writer in this community. I feel very bad since yesterday. In fact, there are people living around us with whom we become very good friends. Even strangers become famous. And when they have to say goodbye, the mind is filled with pain. And today you will share that feeling with us
Just two months ago, a widow came to our neighboring house. His two young daughters. Both girls are very cute. One is called Diya and the younger one is Puja. A few days ago, Pooja became very ill. His mother rushed him to the hospital. After that they decided to go to the country house. Actually, Pudge and Dia's father lives far away for work. So it was very difficult for Baudi to stay alone in the city with two small children. He was forced to make this decision after much thought.
A few days ago we all celebrated Pooja's birthday. And the little one came quite close to me. Whenever I went out to go somewhere, he was eager to come with me. And what can I say about Diya, she is a very sweet girl. It is very sad to think that you have to say goodbye to both of them like this with Pooja. I couldn't control myself anymore. In front of them, both eyes narrowed again and again. I hid my tears in front of them. But I don't know why the inside was filled with emptiness. In fact, it is much harder to find your people in the city of loneliness. And if those people are lost again, then the heart is filled with pain.
Around us are people with whom we may have known for a short time. But they form such a good relationship that it is very difficult to say goodbye to them. When you feel like a bird trapped in four walls in the city of loneliness, this mind searches again and again for those people you have known forever. Maybe you can't go to them if you want. And whenever we cling to someone and try to survive. Then maybe it's time for those people to go. In fact, time is very arrogant. Over time, the love of the heart turns into pride.
Those of us who leave our families and live in the city can feel this pain. In fact, no matter how many people come and how many people leave, there may not be a good relationship with everyone. Maybe not everyone can accept us. Maybe we can't accept them either. But at the moment of leaving the people I adopted, the inside was filled with emptiness. It seemed as if the heart was groaning in pain. They may not be related by blood. But I don't know why it was so difficult for them.
Maybe our caste religion is different. That's how a heart connection was created with those people. Maybe because I took them from my heart, I suffered so much. But what else to do we have to accept the reality of life. Maybe someone will come again. Maybe a good relationship will be created with them. But that void will never be filled. Anyway, I may have said many things out of my own feelings or pain. If you make a mistake, everyone will look at you with forgiveness.
Friends I am ending my post here by wishing you all good health and thanks.