And It moved On...

I had decided it long back that long back that i wont brood anymore over the past and try to move on..
But may be fate had something else in store for me.
It was a beautiful Sunday morning. There was a light drizzle. The climate was just amazing with the birds chirping, the gentle rays of sun kissing the earth and the sweet smell of earth dazzling all around.. That was nature at its best for me. The serene surrounding reflected the beauty of God's creation. His immense care and concern for his creations and the mighty authority that controlled it. For a moment everything seemed so good, so nice so pacifying and so divine. It was as if there is nothing called as fear pain or hatred on this planet. It was just the love and beauty that had bound  us so well. Everything was spun so beautifully around each other that it seemed just one. As if the entire creation was just one with no differences no issues no conflicts and no suffering. His creation was just to be praised and enjoyed. His might to be felt and supreme presence to be accepted with humility and grace. Was one of the finest Sundays that i had ever felt and appraised..
And then there was a phone ring ........
Never expected it to be her, never imagined she would even remember me, never thought that the dream which i had buried with so much of difficulty would surface again as the harsh reality of life.
Everything that was so beautiful suddenly seemed vague, useless and absurd. Everything crashed like a  pack of cards i was back at square one. The irony of the situation was that whenever i started feeling good about things around me, whenever i made an attempt to move towards life i was pulled back to the gallows of darkness. Every time i walked towards the sunshine i was reminded that darkness is all i deserve. I fought with myself for life. Everyone deserves the right to breethe, the right to feel happy and the right to live....
This time i was not gonna fall for it, i had fought with myself enough and now it was time to move.
It was time to break the shackles of the old bond which give nothing else but sadness and pain and move towards a better life.
Was it something i was waiting for or was it something that was planned for me?
I was moving on.. towards a better life....