What is forever? I mean how do you define it? By the time you are alive? By the memories that remains? By the time you were with someone? By the promises made that was never meant to complete? Does forever really exist? And if it does…has it proved its existence ever?

I once believed in it. Like we all believe in god. Feelings his presence and never been able to see him. Like we ‘trust’ that god exists, we feel the presence of the superpower that keeps you going. In the same way, this believe that forever exist, keeps you going in a strange way. Coz no matter you have seen it or its presence has not been proved..it gives you a reason to fight…a reason to stand up everytime you fall coz you know that ‘forever’ is with you..standing at a distant place…encouraging and motivating you to continue walking and never stop.

But what when you reach that point of saturation? What when you realize ‘Dat’s it!’, It’s over now…the myth..the mirage, that there was no ‘forever’ ever. Yes, it will hurt you, making you weak down the knees. You know, ignorance is bliss..but it’s time to face the reality. There is no such thing as forever for me now. Not even feelings stay forever. Love, hatred, friendship, anger, fear…they all come and go. And likewise people in your life. I always believed that everything has a life of its own. And once the life is over, there is no use in keeping it on ventilator and causing pain to it. It’s better to end it and let it go. It will cause pain too, great pain infact,watching something dying in front of your eyes which you nurtured for years. But the pain too will fade someday. It has to. Coz nothing is permanent, only change is!

But what if the pain remains? What if it never fades? Does that mean the ‘thing’ did not died? That there still was some life left in it when you said it goodbye? Is that why the last conversation, the last goodbye is necessary? To know whether it has died completely or there still is some life left in it. Was that a mercy killing from your part coz you could not see the pain and agony anymore? Who will be held responsible for it? Who need to feel guilty for the same? Who will feel restless all the life? I don’t know the answer of any of this. Maybe I am still not clear with the rule of life. But for how long? And who will decide the destiny of ‘forever’? Who will decide it’s time to hold on or let it go?