In the world of angels as well as thugs..
I let the veil covering my life, fall apart .
The world my life saw till now had a happy pink net in front of the eyes, which now…… had fallen!!
Letting life actually be a life and see the ‘world’
World- that’s not always ‘an all good fairytale’.
Instead, a world, which had villains, witches, troughs, cries and loneliness…
But, was bravely fought by the goodness, angels, flights, love and togetherness.
Sometimes winning, sometimes… Smashed with the losses .
Realized, ‘only good’ makes me monotonous ..
‘Only bad’ drenches me with stress.
The veil that showed me only the good.. have dropped down .
The veil that showed me only the good.. have finally dropped down ..
Bringing me out of my zone.
Hitting me with the facts saying
“See, everyone’s life’s happening.. not necessarily in a good way always.. but IT IS happening” .
Thought, the veil was putting me away from my reality check..
Started picturizing the veil as a veillain(villain)
Untill I realized, it was necessary too.. up to a certain age..
Just like the warmth of a hen to it’s baby egg untill it hatches .
P.S, Share the experience of your coming out from a veil