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Saturday, 5 November 2016

DearZindagi - Owe you to our soldiers



 

Dear Zindagi,

 

                        I’m a middle aged woman and I have always wondered about life being so complicated due to my personal and professional problems but for the past few years, my viewpoint towards you has changed. I used to feel that I owe you as you have kept me breathing till now and you are in my hands and my responsibility. But it was in 2008 that I realized that I owe you to the soldiers of our country, India.

 

                        It was November 26, 2008 when I heard the news of bomb blasts in Mumbai and since I reside in Mumbai, I started trembling on hearing the news. I read about so many lives lost at CST station and that day marked the worst ever days of my life where I witnessed so many people dying and being killed mercilessly. I had lost hope in humanity that day and the tears in my eyes couldn’t stop flowing as my heart bled for those people.

 

                        It was then when the news reports showed how our police forces sent a red alert throughout the city and started the search operation to kill down the terrorists. My belief in humanity was retained when Tukaram Ombale sacrificed his life to catch the terrorists and he did this all for us, for saving our lives. Hearing about him facing the terrorists by his own and following them fearlessly and bravely makes him a jewel in my eyes. He followed those terrorists and then was shot by them but still he fought them bravely and gave up his life. It was because of his sacrifice that our police force caught one terrorist alive. I then saw how the entire police force and the soldiers of India united that day and entered the buildings and hotels to protect our lives. It was a proud moment for me when I saw how much they cared for our country and each life lost that day was a part of humanity dying.

 

 

 

                        After watching what happened that day, there came reports of so many attacks which took so many lives of our country and each life lost means my life, my zindagi is owed to them. The recent Uri attack too shook the nation and made us again respect them for their sacrifices. Had they not been there, we would have not been here. They join the army to protect their nation and country people and hence, my life is their gift and hence I owe it completely to them. I owe you Zindagi to the brave soldiers of my country who fight day and night on the borders to keep us safe and their sacrifices will always be remembered.

 

                        I used to keep thinking that we are responsible for our own lives but these incidents changed my perspective towards you, Zindagi. I learned that these angels 24/7 stand on the borders and fight those terrorists and evil forces by facing them and because of them we are still breathing and are able to live peacefully in our cities.

 

                        I’m sorry but I can’t thank you for being a part of me but I thank my soldiers and police forces that it’s because of them, you are a part of me. Jai Hind!

 

Love,

Luiza F….


I am writing a letter to life for the #DearZindagi activity at BlogAdda

Friday, 4 November 2016

Dear Zindagi - My untold story



 

Dear Zindagi,

 

                        It’s odd that I’m writing this letter to you as more than half of my life is over and I don’t know how many moments of you are still left with me. Still I have many things to say to you and tell you what I have felt about you.

 

                        My grand parents died when I was 9 and at that time, I could barely understand the meaning of life and death. I was extremely sad to see them die and my family told me that they have gone to sleep, a sleep from which they will never wake up and it’s endless. I was very angry and depressed as I wanted them back as they were my own. I told my mother that I cannot live without them and when I saw her trying to cope up with her pain, she introduced me to the term ZINDAGI (Life) and told me a lot more things about you. She told me that life never stops for anyone and it keeps moving till the last breath of a person. That time, I was unable to understand what did she actually mean.

 

                        As I grew older, I realized your importance and how you never wait for anyone. As days and years started passing by, I got scared about your end and the moments started making me feel even worse. I could not even life the moments I have with me thinking that you are about to get over and thinking about my death and it being painful is something I fear even today.             I know the fact that what starts has to end, what begins has to finish and what is born has to die, but still I am not able to let you finish whether it’s me or my family and kids.

 

                        I have watched you leaving many souls and everytime I felt that you will leave me too very soon. I understand that you can’t wait for anybody and everyone’s life is destined. Some people don’t even get to experience you. I used to feel that those who haven’t been born are lucky as life can be very painful if it ends before time and losing a loved one is the worse feeling ever. But then when I close my eyes, I feel that life is beautiful and everyone should get a chance to live instead of fearing it’s going to end soon. Why is it always confusing, Dear Zindagi? Why are you so beautiful but still so complicated?

                       

                        There comes a time when I want you to stop for a moment to let me think how I’ve spent you all these years but you keep slipping out of my fingers and I never get a chance to even rectify my mistakes. Like I make a calculation of my money, I feel like calculating you too but the figure is always negative like the years gone behind. I know that as I am not perfect, you too are not perfect and that’s what relates me to you. Still I feel that you’re so short and as I don’t know which second is going to be my last. Today you are here and tomorrow you aren’t but still I can’t get angry with you as you have given me all that I’ve wanted from you and for this, I’ll always love you.

 

Your’s forever,

Luiza F….

I am writing a letter to life for the #DearZindagi activity at BlogAdda