Hurt..........

                                          Hurt..........This little word which takes so much of importance in our lives ,It weaves through our lives like water, taking the form our mind wants to give it and silently watches you,sometimes a friend sometimes your worst enemy.I have always wondered when i converse with people and they mention being hurt by something or someone without an ounce of compassion

............On the other side there are few who cant use the word Hurt without choking on  it !That makes me think that the word or the feeling hurt has a huge spectrum,ranging from using it jokingly to an unbearable pain!!

                                                      I have a feeling some hurt makes you who you are,some kills who you are.It is a very essential feeling to go through,either takes you to another stage in life or challenges you to something you think you are not capable. My friend came up to me one day,she said with tears in her eyes,well its over between us,i tried but he does n`t care about me the way I do"

she tried to give her best smile,but all I could see was her trembling lips.I just told her she was going to be okay,she said "yeah I will be",later thinking about it , leaving her Beau was not as hurting as the fact that he did not reciprocate her feelings.....in this case it was her ego that was hurt.

                                                      One day i was travelling in a bus and I accidentally stepped on a woman`s foot when the driver hit the breaks,that lady broke out into her syllables tearing me into pieces ignoring my continual apologies.......I though i was so hurt by that incident but at that time I was more embarrassed than hurt. A long time friend visited me .....we started talking about our old times making new memories,she suddenly said you have changed a lot,those words though quite simple hurt me in thousand ways , but she did n`t mean to insult me in any way,I could n`t accept it as a passing comment because our relationship was based on the person that I was,does that mean we are not that close anymore.A small observation she made took its form like a serpent ,the form my mind was giving it ! .......we started talking less and less and one I realized I was more sad not talking to her , That is when I understood I have dissected that little word and manipulated it into something I want it to be,In this case I took out a shield to protect my skin instead of accepting her comments as I always would !may be i have changed.........There is always a tag attached to our hurt which gives it form.

                                                     The worst part of hurt is when you can`t be openly sad about it or discuss about it......going on with your life ,duties ,smiling out of habit,living out of desperation , without going through the whole process of  ,shock ,dwelling on it, try to talk about it, shake out of it by not picking on the scab..........finally growing a new skin or looking at the scar with just a memory of once what it was............It never leaves you , It becomes a haven or private corner, your little secret....you can cover it with all the fancy bandages never really healing !!!!!

    This quote comes to mind........."To hurt is as human as to breathe.” J.K. Rowling, The Tales of Beedle the Bard

               Pain is a pesky part of being human, I've learned it feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish we could all do without, in our lives here. Pain is a sudden hurt that can't be escaped. But then I have also learned that because of pain, I can feel the beauty, tenderness, and freedom of healing. Pain feels like a fast stab wound to the heart. But then healing feels like the wind against your face when you are spreading your wings and flying through the air! We may not have wings growing out of our backs, but healing is the closest thing that will give us that wind against our faces.