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Strangers and a heart

Updated on June 5, 2014

I was so afraid of keeping my heart in the hands of a stranger that I kept it at a place where no one could have reached without making me believe- why I should trust them?

We safeguard our precious items by putting them under the locks and chains. This gives us an extreme sense of security and assurance in life.

(We become afraid of losing and we start throwing it away, out of panic. We sometimes throw it away to places even we do not know where).

I was proud of the way I was running the show.

I had a few visitors. They inquired, hesitated, and eventually left back due to the unfavorable behavior shown to them.

My heart was no different from others. I was checking if their efforts worth the biggest prize. I had never wanted them to leave. I had prayed for every single person to stay, to spend some time more. I’d have opened the door without even asking another question.

Some of them came back again. I think this time they came back just to check if I was still acting stubborn, uncaring, unattached or not. They were not here to make an inquiry.

“I had no joy to be called as mine”.

They were concerned to see if I was still going strong. They took my cautious approach to be an insult. Their endeavors were never mocked. Rather, it brought warmth to my cold heart. The dark walls have again started to make it look like another pebble in the room.

I slowly started feeling as a keeper (of heart) than the owner.

The heart stopped talking to me. I lost it.

“I lost it because I had over-protected it.

I lost it because I had denied others the opportunity”.

I warn others: When you deny others an opportunity to fall in love with you, you are also putting the heart under an extreme risk to ever fall in love again.

This is what has happened to me.

This is what I have done to me.

I have lost the keys to my heart. I do not know where to look for my heart, now.

Strangely, these are the same strangers, I was once afraid of giving my heart to. Now, I look at them and follow them.

Who knows if they can lead me to my heart?

I’m ready to fall in love with any person who can show me the light to my heart.

I have the whole world as my home and there are no strangers in it.


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      Rajan Dhir 4 years ago from Delhi, India

      @khmazz. Thank you. It is really encouraging. I've received my reward.

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      Kristen Mazzola 4 years ago from South Florida

      Beautifully written! I loved this! Great hub, so heartfelt :)