What could I give you to show you the least of my gratitude after everything you’ve done for me?
I once was a like a stone placed near the main road where everyone could see it and do whatever they wished with it. I was dead inside yet I was a helping armor to so many people.
Whenever it rained heavily, I became an obstacle to prevent the stormy rain from reaching the ones I loved. I became the shade during the times the sun scorched so badly. I held properties from being carried away by the angry wind. I stood in the place to prevent their land from being taken away. They were my ride or die.
They came first to me and their happiness was all that mattered to me. Sadly, they didn’t notice even once that I was sacrificing all I had for them. Dead but functional only for them. They never noticed me many a times as they were so happy, it was all about their happiness and also to me it was still about their happiness.
That was what I termed as my good life. It was dark, but bright on the other side. It was not what I’d want but there was no choice left for me. I cared too much to let them be in any kind of a problem. After all, that’s why they are called ‘loved ones’. I thought to myself.
I gave them the key to everything. Less minding how they opened the house every time to withdraw all I had kept leaving me empty again and again. Mine was to give, theirs was to take. What about me? Who was there to give me so that I would take?
I thought I was selfless. But no, I was defenseless. I had no way to close my undrying store anymore. They all had a duplicate key and they had thrown away the original one I gave them. It was never about me. It was about what I gave them.And if that ceased, they would never call me their own one more time.The balance never did strike and it will hardly do. And so, going with the flow was the only way out.
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