THE EARTH LAUGHS IN FLOWERS
“There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, tragedy and comedy, humour and hurt.” Erma Bombeck T he need to write something every day – something ‘positive’ – has been a very old need in me. Presently, I struggle to stay positive. In such a state, to tell everyone around me, that all is well or all is going to be well, yes, it sounds quite empty to me. How can you tell a grieving person, who has lost his dear ones or livelihood, who sees no light in the tunnel - ‘Brother, don’t cry, don’t panic… All will be well?” Actually, we all know, that, sooner or later, all will be well… that, tunnels do have an end… that, we do see light, eventually. But, if I am grieving, I need to go through my grief… I need to experience fully my anxiety, fear, anger and self-pity. Because, only when I complete this journey through grief, I shall be able to rise up stronger… Not before that… I believe, that grief and the associated feelings such as anxiety,...