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Comfort in revenge?

March 4, 2012

She often wondered about revenge. How it would feel, how it should be taken. So far she had refrained from it. But then it wasn’t easy being strong. Those memories, those toxic memories… they made her blood boil. Perhaps revenge would bring comfort. It would definitely be better than running away from anyone who loved her. Perhaps revenge might bring back her ability to trust. Or perhaps she was asking for too much.

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  1. March 5, 2012 2:22 am

    She wondered whether revenge will help her reinforce her positivity ,she has always been known for.

  2. March 5, 2012 8:43 am

    Let me create a bit of imaginary context here 🙂
    Some inspiration from this article 🙂
    http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Edragonu-TheChoiceOfAPersonalPath/~3/ZCXGtloDh0U/

    She was the top line actress in Bollywood and… she was stuck. The delay in flights caused by the volcano eruption in Iceland had left her stranded in a unknown remote town. She started to think for the first time in years about how she had reached there, where she was. Stranded. She very quickly reached a conclusion that it was the stupid agent’s mistake to book the last flight for her.

    But then she realized that she wasn’t just stranded at the airport at nowhere, she was stranded in time, a long time back. Years had passed and yet bitterness burnt her flesh like she had just walked out of her death pyre. Closest of her friends, had mocked her at trying to become next Madhuri Dixit. So much so that she was mocked at in front of all the chaal. She couldn’t take the mockery, but more punishing were the hushed talks of the people and the looks at her, like she was a complete looser. She lay haunted in her small blanket like that for what seemed like eternity. But then, something happened. Perhaps it was an “angel”, who gave her way to light, to redemption. To getting back on her feet and taking to wings.

    “She often wondered about revenge. How it would feel, how it should be taken. So far she had refrained from it. But then it wasn’t easy being strong. Those memories, those toxic memories… they made her blood boil. Perhaps revenge would bring comfort. It would definitely be better than running away from anyone who loved her. Perhaps revenge might bring back her ability to trust. Or perhaps she was asking for too much.”

    But then she thought, had it not been for the few words that shattered her shell she would have never made it this big. The relief from this thought was short lived, because she would become angry with all those people and start her run with more zeal. But right now, she was stranded. …

  3. March 5, 2012 1:13 pm

    You speak my mind. I don’t know how to explain.

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