People enter our lives for a reason!

I strongly believe in the title of my post and as I am experiencing life, I've begun to believe it more than ever before. Can there be another explanation possible? Maybe we say this to make ourselves sound rational at the loss of an integral part of life but this also makes us ponder that, if something is meant to be yours, it will never go away from you. Or maybe it'll go away and then come back to you. Or maybe it'll keep coming back to you. Who knows what the future holds!

And that's precisely why life continues to intrigue me at every phase. How many times do we have a feeling that comes gushing to our heart, that tells us, 'Yes... this is meant to be...', 'this will work out fine...', 'yes... I am glad this happened...' or 'oh! this will not work!' And how many times have all these feelings fallen flat on their faces? That is what life does, it plays along with us, makes us happy and then suddenly comes the blow, out of no where, and we think, 'what went wrong?' And we ask this to ourselves not once not twice but possibly as long as it takes us to figure out what exactly went wrong.

But in the middle of all this fracas, people coming in and going out of my life, there came some, who today I feel are meant to stay. I can never be sure of that, but then again, as much as I hate to say it, this is life. They are those people who I never expected to stand up for me. There was a time when I did not need anyone or anything. There was a time when I was very happy with what I had or the little that I got from life. While something significant kept me rooted to this belief, i kept discarding many people for the happiness of the ones with me. Even a tree that sheds it's leaves in fall, knowing that soon there will be new ones accompanying it in spring, must have felt more than I ever could.

And suddenly today, I feel I have been nothing but mean to all those who tried to be there for me even when I didn't need them. I would say I am glad I realized this now, but I also know that now it's too late. Too late to go down that road, too late to re-live those moments and too late to get back. How hard was it, when we were kids, to say that one is sorry or to simply smile and say, let's be friends again? How hard is it now, to look someone in the eye and tell them that they're not needed and to suppress all those feelings and for what? To satiate the needs of ones ego? To make one feel that they have not lost face? To show the world how ones ego triumphed over the others? Swallowing ones pride is extremely difficult, it never tastes good either.

Moreover, there are people who make this journey called 'life' less harder than it is. In a world where one may not even trust ones family to be with them throughout, we make friends. Friends. Not as easy as the word sounds. And if they were not there for me, I would have felt differently about the whole concept of friendship. Friends are there when you want to have fun, when you want to feel silly, when you feel 'BLAH' [yes I am referring to you dear ;-)]. But being there when you never expected them to be, is sometimes a new experience all together. I never felt that kind of bond with anyone until now. Perhaps I was unsure to trust anyone around me. Too afraid to take someones hand and hold on to it. I feared being in that place where I had been before. I feared letting myself go. And now fresh thoughts enter my mind erasing the old ones like the first rains washing away the traces of dust particles from a leaf. And this is also how new people came in my life, pushing the older ones out.

I never really thanked God that much, but today I want to say Thank You God. Because of You, I realized so many things, I learnt to learn, to forgive, but never forget. One can never forget. Thank you, to those, whose chose to stick with me, and also to those who came for a reason. And leaving, just as swiftly as they came just like wind. Testing times have shown me why people come into our lives. For what reason. And when the God wills them to go, no matter what one may do or say, there's no stopping them. And finally, when they are gone, one learns again to be content with the few people one has in their lives. Finally realizing the mistakes made, and the time lost, the tears dried up. And hoping, with all ones heart that, Time, the biggest healer, will take everything away. And there will again be a new beginning, a new day.

I also want to thank those who are no longer in my life. Not because I want them to be or out of relief that they are not, but for teaching me the lessons... The lessons taught by each one will not be forgotten. One lesson that I have learnt very well is that, one needs to be weary of people who say that they will be by your side, no matter what. Sometimes they may be the ones who turn their back on you when you need them the most. Thank You, for teaching me that life goes on, no matter what. And after the lessons are over, leaving the space you occupied, empty, for the one who really deserves it.

Thank You All.