I distinctly remember how happiness kept me elated and joyous, but the pain has made me stronger. I know now, how it feels to get hurt...how it feels to have lost...how it feels to have been left alone and deserted.
Its like a wound,which even after healing would leave a mark and would hurt at times too. But its a reminder of your sufferings...your actions...and sometimes ,even of people who made you go through it. It reasserts the belief that nothing goes into oblivion...it leaves a mark...a recognition of your past.
You cannot just move on with life...a part of you is always left with the moments that you had lived.Sometimes these moments become a lifetime...and sometimes just a desire.
No doubt the pain would always lead to agony and suffering...it has always been. But it's sorrow and despair is a realization...it may make you bitter and acrid...but it also makes you wiser and mature.
udhasi dhoop ki chalakti hui roshni ki tarah,
dheere-dheere mehkti hui khushboo ki tarah,
sanso mein pighalti jati hai...,
aur reh jaata hai ek ehsaas...bus..ek ehsaas...