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Anshika Dhingra

Abstract

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Anshika Dhingra

Abstract

From the ashes we rise to the ashes we settle

From the ashes we rise to the ashes we settle

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 From the ashes we rise to the ashes we settle ... 

‘I’, is born with aspirations. 

‘I’, is born with hopes.

‘I’, is born with talent.

‘I’, is born with love.

‘I’, is born with faith.

‘I’, is born with dreams. 

‘I’, is born with a shout aloud and 

‘I’, is born with silences … 


Who says a person is born once and die once?

Certainly not, a person is born every day and dies everyday …

I was born that day when my mother smiled at me for the very first time.

I died that day when there were tears in my mother’s eyes because of me.

I was born that day when my father patted my back with a tincture of smile.

I died that day when my father stood straight lowering his head.

I was born that day when I aspire to be what I always wanted to be. 


I died that day when my aspirations ended into emptiness.

I was born that day when I did something to bring smile on someone else’s face.

I died that day when I just thought about myself, excluding how much pain other would have been bearing.

I was born that day when my brother lends his hand when I felled off from my bicycle. 

I died that day when my brother felled down and got injured and I just ran away, leaving him alone.

I was born at that very moment when I thought that, now nothing could go wrong.

I died at that very moment when I could not find anything right anywhere.

‘I was born at that very moment when I thought that I am going to die’.


We all born and die every day. And in this process, we all loose ourselves to emptiness and despair and every moment of dying reminds of a new birth that is waiting ahead … 

We rise from the ashes to walk on the road of happiness, despair, love, togetherness, dreams, success, failures, grief … and never-ending emotions as everything can surpass but emotions stay forever. And to the ashes we settle with memories, love, and hundreds of stories...

‘I’, was born with strength and I am left with no strength to survive. And I want to die at that very moment when I no longer bear the strength to hold my people, my own people…and people who we call humans … connected with a very fragile string of humanity… 


 






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