Its me-Bhavya: If only we could hold the TIME STILL

"If only we could hold the TIME STILL...."

I read this line on a poster while my journey from patiala to hoshiarpur and suddenly , in fact instantly, i drowned in my own flashback.

The cup of thoughts got filled up-to its brim and swaying in it, every single moment got refreshed as if it happened just yesterday...

Then again the mind got another quote to start a new debate in my mind on-

"MEMORIES : Where the DEAD go...."

Imagining that everything is the same but something integral is missing ,the threads of thoughts moved on...

Sun still shines , flowers still blossom ,rain still soothes the parched bodies of beings and reduces earth's thirst.

Seasons.Days n Nights...The cycles move on but the one who is lost never comes back and leaves you with bereavement.

BEREAVEMENT

"Bereavement is that wound
which leaves you broken and marooned.
Is it God's design-
To bring warmth and cheer.
To build a heart nd home,
Then to wreck it all???
The universe is subject to an unknown force
And our births and lives and deaths run a meaningful course.
Bereavement is that wound

which leaves one puzzled and marooned...."

Can still relish the impulse of being in THE DAD'S LAP with the unforgettable and memorable tym spent.

Though having an eternal presence in my writings, in m works ,in me myself ;still the human nature still doesn't let us to stop missing the one...

But one thing thats true is that everything can be summed up about life in just 3 words-