One by one, they took the stones out from the wound; I got tears in my eyes but I laugh, joke around and make myself at ease. “Whatever gets stuck gives you an infection” they said, still working. I see flesh hanging on my knee, could hardly fold it right. No painkiller was given, they thought I was drunk.
“You’re mistaken” I said “I don’t drink”
“But you handled it like one. Good job.”
Not so bad eh? The cigarettes in my pocket are quiet; they’re good at what they do. My lungs give out a sigh of smoke while I exhale my head. We’ve been taught, given precautions to avoid pain but how do you know it’s pain unless you’ve had it? Time slips like money from torn pocket ends and I still wear the same trouser like I’ve got no choice.
“Whatever goes, goes” I say to myself and give no shits about what comes.
Pain really can’t be avoided, only tolerated.
Actually, it comes with its own will and so does it leave. And we can do nothing about it but to live with it.
Removing the pockets from trousers can help, maybe😅
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Pain can be tolerated not avoided. Yes.
How many of them agree with this? None.
(Buy me new ones)
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Ah Bharath. I really love this one. I too dislike pain-killer in certain situations (e.g. dentist for example); sometimes the side-effects or recovery from the meds is worse than from the momentary pain/injury, it seems. Every situation is different. Loved the joining of these two concepts, the showing not telling of one’s “drug of choice” or lack thereof, in each case, shall we say. Loving your writes, these days!!
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Thanks Aunt Lia. I try to describe what’s going on in my mind. Teach me poetry??
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You already know it. 😊 And ha! If you didn’t, at this particular moment in my poet life (due to posts unrelated to yours) I wouldn’t advise it. The pain is bright. 🙂
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The pain is bright! I love that.
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Poignant ❣️ powerful ❣️
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Thanks
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There’s no doubt in the fact that whatever gets stuck gives us pain, whether it’s physical or mental.
I always like how you personify pain.
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Thank you Rashmi 🙂
We’re always in a constant state of agony.
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Only if we let it affect us, we suffer!
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Suffering is the essence of life.
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Only if you believe it, it is!
Suffering is a choice we make!
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How can you avoid suffering??
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Depends-
If we suffer because of people(which is usually the case)- then let go of them. Once they are out of your hands, they gotta be out of your mind and heart.
If suffering is physical- May be a paracetamol helps😅
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It’s not always people.
Dedo paracetamol.
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I said usually!
Kya hua tumhe? Sach me lag gyi thi kya, I thought it was just for writing!
Kya hua bolo
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Haha Kya? Chot? Wo hui thi kuch saal pehle. 😂😂
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Dil pe lagi thi ya dimaag pe, I mean chot?
Pagal ho tum Sach me, Anushka sahi bolti hu, you scare🙄
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Maine kab daraya🥺🥺
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Post me “flesh hanging on my knee” kisne likha tha🙄
Anything that gives pain to our people scares nah
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Zyada imagine kyu karna 😂😂
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Tum likho bhale, samne Wala imagine bhi na Kare.
Not fair haa🤨
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Imagination kam hi karo Tum 😂😂
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Okie dokie 😂
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Powerful
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Thanks
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Whatever will be, will be
The future’s not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
Song by Doris Day
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I’ll be sure to check that out sire
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“Time slips like money from torn pocket ends and I still wear the same trouser like I’ve got no choice.”❤
Poor guy🥺🥺
Cigarette are quite in my pocket….you want to light them and keep in your pockets?🤔
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Hahaha yeah I wanna set my pants on fire 😂😂
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Liar liar pants on fire!🔥🔥
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🤦🏻♂️🤦🏻♂️🤦🏻♂️
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🤓🤓🤓
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Oh wow, Bharaaaaath. Time slips like money from torn pocket ends and I still wear the same trouser like I’ve got no choice
This is so beautiful 😍 Sad but beautiful nonetheless.
Btw how’s your knee 😉
Also we can maybe pitch in and get you a new pair of trousers 😂
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Please buy me new trousers 🥺
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Gosh😣😥 reading this I felt pain!…
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Don’t feel pain 🥺
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Can’t help it!🤷
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This is only thing about pain…it demands to be felt and it hurts you even more when you go through something that kills you inside but you’ve to act like it doesn’t bothers you at all.
Flesh hanging on your knee!!! Bharathhhhhhh!!!!!! You scared me.
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Hahaha why do you have to imagine what I describe??
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I imagine everything you describe. There should be no why in it!!!!!
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You should be selective 😂
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What’s with the knee part?
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It had to start somewhere. So……😅
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😛
beautiful writing .. specially the sentence in pain
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Hahahaha thank you
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