Fear

FEAR

Who is she? She came long ago when I was a child. To haunt me-at times when I must have knelt down on my knees before her-but was unaware of its hazardous personality. Those days, I accompanied laugh when should have been a companion of fear. This fact seems unusual to my senses but its true. Laugh and calmness, whom I thought to be very good friends of each other, were with me. Not for me to pretend that they were my affectionate (or atleast I thought like that). But actually they were. Were with me to decieve others. Yet i felt happy to brag of their presence. Years passed and scenarios changed but dear reader, the story remains the same. Along with a number adding up to my age, my old friends departed; laugh departed, calmness departed. But what remained consistent was my opponent. A true opponent does not leave until conquers. Fear, dear reader, is a true and loyal opponent. She conquered me. Yes, I knelt on my knees before her. She is like a hangman who hangs you between attaining your love-happiness-and losing her. I got fear of losing my love-happiness-and lost it when I feared. Fear now needs not haunt me. She accompanies me. Or rather I accompany her. When did she swap laugh with a deceiving smile and calmness with unsurety, I don’t know. But I think I love her. Maybe thats what love is: To embrace your fears and living with them. I think she is the one. She never left me. It is me who runs away from her. I am the toxicity in the scenario. The story remains the same.