There comes a time in all our lives when we bid good-bye to the ones whom we thought will be with us till the end of the journey.
You bid adieu without much fanfare. The farewell is subtle and silent.Sometimes there are no words spoken. It's just a feeling. A feeling of understanding that from now on you will walk your own paths. Not together. But alone. If life allows the paths might converge, briefly, but the twain shall never meet and walk a single path ever again.
Though you see the moment in your minds eye long before it actually happens, you turn a blind eye. You keep putting off the inevitable. In the process you prolong your pain. You stagnate. You suffocate. You kill yourself. And so does the other.
So when the time comes it is better to remember the wonderful time together and let go. For you life was and is enriched by the presence of the other.
In life,very rarely, people walk with you till the end of the journey.
That is the nature of life.
Life is meant to be walked with many, not just one.
Because the paths are broad.
Paths meant to accommodate many co-travelers.
If it is just one that you want to walk with till the end then the path will be narrow.
Narrow has no room for expansion.
No expansion. No change.
No change. No growth.
No growth. No joy.
No joy. No life.
What is life, without life?
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