Painful Memories

           Painful Memories

I don’t remember the first pain that I ever had? Consecutively I think I could have not even imagined feeling the pain when I was born to take my first birth breath. How painful this world to start with? And even we end dyeing with even more intense pain. Everyone in this world needs to understand the meaning of pain. But before we get into deeper sense of pain I do like to ask a very simple question to myself. Why and for what I am running for throughout my life? The answer is simple. It is my memories. We live for memories, we hate and love, help and revenge, earn and spend all for memories. There is nothing in this world as precious and unforgettable as memories. So if there are memories then it should either be pleasant or painful   to find out last time when I have the pain I could instantly look for memories which hurt me most deeply. All that left me almost dead. We could imagine our self to be sleeping always when suddenly we gets an award of getting a pain and we wake up as the tears fall and sadness traps us  to find out reasons as to why we got this pain? Why we suffered? So many reasons yet the answer is simple we are not alone in this world. Someone is always there to accompany you. The acceptance and denial of pain conquers a dismal position. As truth comes with purity so as the pain will also. Thousands of people throughout the world are dying every day but we don’t feel their pain? We all are selfish enough to think of our self only. When we get physical pain then also we cry because god has not allowed us to accept the pain. Even when we lose someone we cry because of the bond and attachment to get from our kiths and kin’s. Yet the answer is simple and true. We all are made to cry and someday we all will cry but I do like to pray to god that let us everyone to cry in happiness. Pain is not so painful till we start accepting its truth. No son in this world who loves his father will accept this real fact that under normal circumstances every son has to see their father’s death. How painful yet a truth. Feelings, beliefs, emotions, sensations and nature of any human being cannot remain aloof from this hurting   menace that pain is the soul of every activity that continues till it changes it’s from. Bringing all the concerning facts and data of this world there is this tiny little giant of intense sorrow which brings life to happiness. Let the night to walk around in the dark and we as warrior not afraid and even welcome the agony caused by pain.