If you happen to know me in person, then you’ll know this.

What I meant is, you’ll have no problem saying how I always seem to end-up in a quite not-so much-expected side of the road in this journey I call life.

Most of them, thank God, turn out to be not tragic.. (some are shockingly amazing, one might say). Still, there are few details left lying around here and there, looking for a fix I sometime just can’t afford.

But just like you, or at least I hope so, I do try my very best to make whatever life’s thrown upon me, to be worth noted at the end of these days as yet another one I managed to get through and learn from. Stories I can someday share and let my kids take notes from.

I fix it, always.. one damage at a time. Even when I can’t afford it, somehow I do.. bit by bit. Because I believe it’s worth fighting for.

So yes, you often see me cry, when it hurts already too much, and these stupid wells of tears do offer me a tiny window to release some steam of the pain inside.

But I try to never stop walking. The big part of it, the reason that keeps me walking .. is that 4 particular people in my life, with whom I share my many dreams and pictures of tomorrow.

I must admit, it has sometime become so much harder to picture my home, with me baking muffin for my future kids without all of us in it, and as stupid as it may sound to you, that is precisely why I can’t afford not to heal fast from whatever things broken in my life.

So forgive our stubborn heads if they refuse on giving up, and make you shake that cute heads of  yours trying to get a reason ‘why’.

A lot of things are much easier as you walk through it, than to be explained in words. Had you seen us from beginning, you’d have seen clearly what I am trying to say here.

This is not about us trying to impress some bollywood producers on this year’s love story. Nor to show off how hard it is to break our both hearts (it’s pretty easy, I’m telling you).

We may still be figuring out what to do next, and are still trying to heal ourselves.  God knows the storms hit us pretty bad about so many frickin times, but let us be.

Please. Let us heal.

You may or may not believe we will end up seeing a rainbow at the end of these rainy days, but this is us trying. The least you can do, is to let us be.