There are these spaces in your heart. Where no one stays. Which was on rent and now is vacated perhaps. You close those doors and decide to never look for tenants again. But with some time in hand, you can't help but wonder through those empty corridors in your heart.... checking for leakage, checking for seepage, or maybe paying an honorary visit? It is then when you write such a blog.
Emptiness. How do you define it or deal with it? There are many kinds of emptiness... 1. When what you were hugely occupied with gets over like a project at hand. 2. When people you've spent everyday with move away leaving a gaping vacuum. 3. When work which you otherwise worship seems to go slow giving you more time to think which isn't always a good thing. 4. When your life's just about okay but your loved ones have no time for you. and 5. lonely winter days when a mind blowing movie just got over leaving you deep sea diving in your emotional cesspool.
Its a strange feeling, this feeling of nothingness... its not like you're sad, it's not like you're not. You're stuck in middle. A bit let down, a bit angry with yourself, you are once again in a zone you hate. It's like standing on the edge and looking down at the sheer drop and almost wanting to feel the rush, the rush of letting it all go... But then something holds you back... and it is that something, that something you need to identify, that something that saves you every time. And as long as you know what that is... you're good. And as i always say... to know what it feels like to be full... brimming full of life... you have to know what it is like to be empty, as empty as a lone classroom in the summer break, as empty as a banquet hall after a party...
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