Can you love someone if you don’t know them yet? Can you unlove someone after you get to know them? Is it possible to shed those feelings after people change? And once you’ve harbored a certain kind of affection for someone, how do you go on living like before, after learning that a meaningless affection is all it’ll ever be? Do you wait for times to change or strive to change yourself? And how far along are you able to succeed in changing yourself like nothing ever happened?
Is it easy to pretend that nothing matters?
More importantly however, can you ever go back to being who you used to be before fate decided to put them in your path? How do you stop wondering why did your paths cross? If there was a reason; as they say, what was it? If it was not grander than the most mediocre of adventures, why did it happen at all?
And if it was, then why is it that suffering is all you’re left with?
Why did the sun change its course for you alone? Why did the moon get so comforting to you alone? Why did the sunsets get restless with the zillion what ifs? Why is it that you’re the only one hankering? Why is it that your heart beats like a ticking bomb under the covers at night? If it was real, if it was divine, then why did it not rattle the bones inside the other, from all the distance, from all the absence?
Do they feel anything at all? If not, then why…?
Why are the most sacred of feelings rewarded so cruelly thus? Why is indifference the answer to every prayer you’ve chanted? How do some live for no attachments and some live off it? Why is love so unfair to some and generous to those who hardly care for it?
Just me and my thoughts between dusk and dawn…
Asha Seth
Asha Seth 
I have found that some of my deepest hurts and what i thought were great loses, have helped me appreciate what was waiting for me doen the road of my life. Then there are others who have left their scars on my heart that wonβt every heal or go away.. Keep focused on the future not the past.
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I ask myself these questions too. You did a marvellous job with a topic that keeps our heart wondering. You put all these questions in a succinct manner, Ash.
I love your philosophical take on the matter. You are one hell of a prolific writer. Bless you dear girl.
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More often than we want it to, these thoughts plague our mind, and I’ve realized the hours between dusk and dawn are the most tormenting. I’m glad you could stop by, Yas. Your kind remarks have made my day.
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All the questions we often ask ourselves… wonderful words…
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Alas, but no answers. π
Thanks for stopping by, Piyush.
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Beautifully written. I can understand this because I have gone through it.
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I am sorry that you have. It is most harrowing to come across thoughts that wouldn’t get off your back.
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Aha! Asha! Such feelings and emotions plague us endlessly. Remember we are only humans, we fall in love yet not infallible in giving everything to friendship, love or otherwise. I call it an oxymoron of the heart and it does hurt. Yet! It’s ok and let the person move if they choose to and give it time, Often I wonder about unloving.
Beautiful words:Why did the sun change its course for you alone? Why did the moon get so comforting to you alone? Why did the sunsets get restless with the zillion what ifs? Why is it that youβre the only one hankering? Why is it that your heart beats like a ticking bomb under the covers at night? If it was real, if it was divine, then why did it not rattle the bones inside the other, from all the distance, from all the absence?
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And yet the heart hopes on…
Thanks for your keen advice, V. I think about them often.
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Ah, Asha I am glad I have someone with me, who constantly tussles with a myriad thoughts and questions that bombard my head. At times I wonder how my tiny head can hold onto so many π.
I guess the deeper we delve into ourselves, more anwers will unravel to us.
Have a lovely day β€οΈ
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It is a wonder, this tiny little ball of mess inside, isn’t it?
You know, I did go deeper one day and then I got lost. Due to the lack of light, perhaps. It’s a shame I forgot to carry the torch with me.
Bonjour, dear friend!
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