There are days when you look back in time, days that force you to reminisce. Reminiscence can be a vicious thing, but only when you carry the burden of your past along with you. It’s a sweet aftertaste when you know what you've left behind. I used to ask the most frequently asked question in an empty room, “Why me?” and never once did I find the answer until I saw what life was like after the suffering. Sometimes, you need to go through a lot of pain to cherish the bliss that follows; dive into cold water to feel the warmth of the sun on your skin. Take me back a few years to that day and you'd find me crying, pouring my heart out in sad locutions; ask me then what I would want, and the answer would be to get out of that state of anguish. You'd see me crying and cribbing about fate, about how life was oh-so-unfair towards me. My suffering led me to this day; now, I look back and smile, thinking of how imbecilic I was to believe I'd never find glee again. Today, I call myself foolish for ever thinking that that was the end of it, for thinking that it was anything more than a semicolon on the page. Suffering and felicity are two sides of the same coin. It is important to remember that we don't stop at either.
-Stuti Dhar Chowdhury
B. A. (H) English
Second Year
(Edited by Shreya Jathavedan and Mehak Aggarwal
Art Curated by Shreya Jathavedan and Anshika Srivastava)
Extremely personal though, yet it has such a general charm that takes yoi to that personal corner...each to his/her own...to that corner of realisation, that location where you assimilated it in the quiet, that moment where you came to terms with it and evolved.
Most beautifully worded Stuti-- keep writing, keep sharing...Love and Best Wishes...Suparna