Being there, being there for one everytime, everyday never stressing about what has or not to be done.
Hiding all the pain behind that smile with eyes so numb trying to feel the pain of someone story beyond the imagination. Praying for wellness of else beyond the dreams of one own broken self.
It’s not some sympathy to be shown or the humanity to whom we are not prone, just a random act of kindness to reconcile with oneness within the one.
We are slaves of our own ego and victim of our own vices, and rising above it is itself a task Herculious, even if we know what the right choices are we still find it damn hard to walk on the path enlightened.
Oh Ru The Soul….©®