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She lived on the side of the road. Years ago his son had brought him. Told him that I would come only in a while. He left them alone and went away. Many times she met me I said that she should come with me to my home, but she said that her son would be sad if he came or she did not get him. Or they have been waiting for years, but alas, no one came to pick up or take care of their condition.
– Ankit Sengar #kavyakahani
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Long distance is somewhat like breakup, where we cannot feel them physically, but we can imagine them as if they exist right besides us. We feel painful when we look upon other couples roaming together, giggling and walking together.
Sometimes we don’t know what the other person is going through, and here we feel angry and make assumptions before knowing the event, due to which they couldn’t talk. Most of the times the other person hides his/her feelings, because he/she knows that opposite one is too sensitive, which might make him/her overthink a lot on his/her sufferings. Sometimes we are unable to connect each other, and this is where we feel stressed out. It feels as if breathing has been stopped, when we miss them deeply.
We miss them, but we can never hug them. It’s like they are right in front of us, but we cannot touch them. All we can do is just imagine them, whether it is our lowest or highest phase. We listen to music and watch reels, even in those things we find their presence everywhere, and then our heart becomes heavy, as if we are carrying thousands of burden in our chest. The moment we cut the call, it feels as if we broke up, and once again we go through the deep sadness of not hearing their voice. It’s just their continuous talks which somewhat provides us little relief from the pain. Long distance is somewhat like breakup but not the breakup.
Jyoti Jamlingappnavar
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