Fragile
September 12th, 2007
Life is fragile and so are we. That’s what came to my mind yesterday, while I was walking home from work. I know I may sound like a paranoid person after making such statement, but that’s how I left the office yesterday.
Let me explain, a middle aged lady came to the office yesterday morning. She’d lead a tough life, a life that could’ve been written for a soap opera or a novel (I might get some ideas from here…), but anyway, her life has not been easy at all. I’m not going to talk about the details of her past, even though she insists on wanting them published in our newspaper, but I don’t think I’m the one to talk about her issues, especially on my blog.
But the fact is that she’s gone through so many things over the past two decades that she reached the conclusion it was better to end the agony by dying. She would’ve achieved her goal if it weren’t because the distance between the bridge that goes above the railway in my city and the ground is not big enough. We can all see the sequels of that attempt of taking her life away. She needs clatches to walk, probably because she broke her hips. That’s the physical damage she’s caused herself, the one we can see, but the psychological one goes deep inside her and this type of damage never heals. It remains inside you forever.
I left the office and I couldn’t help but wonder and think about life, about how fragile it is and how fragile we are. Life is short and I sometimes get the feeling we spend our time “filling” those moments with banalities. I noticed I often make a huge ball out of a small problem, but I also realized that in those little problems that do not let me sleep at night my fragility is revealed.
I try to show strength and I am a strong woman, but sometimes, those walls you’ve built over the years, seems to tumble down with the slightest wind. And that’s how I collapsed last Monday when, after not being able to digest all the things going on in my life, I had to sit down in the middle of the street not to faint.
Life is fragile, it’s a delicate glass that could break anytime. That’s why, I believe it’s important to find some sort of balance inside you. Once that strength is well established inside you, the outside will be strong as well.
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Very much a thought provoking entry. Agree that life is very delicate and your analogy with a fragile glass helps audience to appreciate the post content.
Here you wrote about that negative instance of human being in the form of that women and your hard sides of life. But even with all these hardships, every other day when we wake up, we expect a dulcet/calm day. Thats the same reason someone smarter than me said, life is like a roller-coaster.Like the way there are two sides to a coin. With out these, life will just be aimless and boring.
Even you know the kind of work life i had been going through, but still end of the day, that little hope in me logs for that
*day* where i can set my self free. And am sure that i can achieve it.
But by any chance if that little hope in you tends to shell away, there starts all troubles and pressures which forced that older women to sacrifice her life.
Comment by Arun Pillai — 2007-09-12 @ 7.33 pm
Life certainly is a roller-coaster, Arun. Nice thoughts the ones you’ve shared here. I appreciate it. And there will come a day where you will set yourself free, you will achieve and hopefully I will be there to see it, if not personally, at least through google talk
.
Take good care my friend, remember health comes first.
xoxo
Comment by maider.izeta — 2007-09-13 @ 1.01 am