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Live without regrets...

Words once said cannot be taken back.. So is the case of life once lived

This is a true story . May be not of one person alone. It has been assimilated from the lives of different men I know. Let this not happen to you.

And now I sit here on this stony rail,
Feeding the pigeons off my hand.

I don't know which way i took off in life. I wanted everything, money,fame... Though I wasn't famous with the like of Mahatma Gandhi, I did become popular amongst my friends.

Got married , got on with life. Had children to whom i could never say I loved them. Worked very hard. At times I would say to them , I had sacrificed a lot for them. BUT WHAT?? The greatest of sacrifices could have been my time. I could not or rather did not spend any time with them.. I was in a rat race.

Did I love my wife?? How could I have loved her when the money and fame I boast about got me a mistress.When I look back, I was not able to give her a moment of peace or love. Now I realize how she felt, when left alone in this age where all the money and fame is of no use .I let her die without being loved and that, will be my fate too or worse. At least she had our children .

I was a bad example for my boys. But I am glad they never followed my path. It may had left a deep scar that they vowed never to be like me . In those few times I see them, I see their love towards their family. How their kids are happy around them. How they go on calling for Daddy for everything. I would want to go back into time, correct my mistake.

On that day I wrote a letter, For forgiveness In spite of all i had done, And for love For once before I die.

A few days later instead of a letter, my sons came to me. They said they had forgiven me .But they were sad for their mother. If only I had said it earlier. That day I cried and cried. But my kids were there to get me up.

Now I understood how my life should have been...
If only i could have relived my life......

Comments

  1. Hi Guys,
    I was just out of topics. Then I saw a Pic of an old man siting alone , feeding pigeons. I just thought what he might be thinking.
    I then thought why not gather up pieces of life of people I know.
    It was just a time pass topic. But it certainly is true...

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  2. well i think it is true.. we forget to live while being bc in the "pursuit of happiness".. we shud take time off and meet parents and friends.. bcoz they are the ones who matter and who care..

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  3. HEY NICE ONE MAN!!!!!!

    REALLY FELT SENTI AFTER READING THIS!!!!

    KEEP IT UP!!

    I HOPE TO WRITE ARTICLES LIKE U DO!!

    IT WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER STILL IF U HAD WRITTEN A POEM ABOUT THIS

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  4. guys thanx for ur comments..
    @jobsy : right on point
    @bharath : thanx for the flattery man
    @hafeez : njan pande enganeya...enthu cheyyana... hehe

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  5. good one da.. i read it now... its a feeling many ppl get in their old ages... keep going.. [:)]

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  6. It is definitely true...

    But why did those thoughts come to you in such a young age??? ;D

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