Dear Bambs,
These are the thoughts that cross my mind as you move away to bigger things in life. Like a flock of homesick cranes flying back to their mountain nests, we are all pilgrims on life’s journey. We keep journeying, never arriving. There is always a further bend along the road to negotiate or another road to travel. I guess this uncertainty, is what inspires us when we wake up in the morning.
I read somewhere that there are many goodbyes, we have to say, before we can say our “eternal hello”. All along our journey we have to keep letting go: Of places, people and events. Some doors close, others open. Every transition in life is the closing of one door and the opening of another. But only the ones who are ready to walk through the “opened” door can see the “eternal sunshine”.
I sincerely believe that only few of us are prepared for life’s transitions. We try to cling to what seems an irrevocable part of us. But ultimately we let go, with all the pain going’ into a hiding somewhere in our hearts. Part of us is comfortable with it, but another part resists the inevitable, causing pain.
In an excerpt from the poem “Miles to Go”, Robert Frost says,
The Woods are lovely dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Farewell Dear…..
These are the thoughts that cross my mind as you move away to bigger things in life. Like a flock of homesick cranes flying back to their mountain nests, we are all pilgrims on life’s journey. We keep journeying, never arriving. There is always a further bend along the road to negotiate or another road to travel. I guess this uncertainty, is what inspires us when we wake up in the morning.
I read somewhere that there are many goodbyes, we have to say, before we can say our “eternal hello”. All along our journey we have to keep letting go: Of places, people and events. Some doors close, others open. Every transition in life is the closing of one door and the opening of another. But only the ones who are ready to walk through the “opened” door can see the “eternal sunshine”.
I sincerely believe that only few of us are prepared for life’s transitions. We try to cling to what seems an irrevocable part of us. But ultimately we let go, with all the pain going’ into a hiding somewhere in our hearts. Part of us is comfortable with it, but another part resists the inevitable, causing pain.
In an excerpt from the poem “Miles to Go”, Robert Frost says,
The Woods are lovely dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Farewell Dear…..
1 comment:
It is always difficult to let go.
To let go of the aura of the person, who was always there.
To let go of the memories, of the blissful moments spent together.
To let go of tears, which sting your eyes when you bid goodbye.
Yet, there is a knowledge, which says that it is in the scheme of things, and helps you move on.
Life is a difficult teacher, and none of us are quick learners, are we?
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