Words hurt the heart.


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HELLO EVERYONE,

I like to write. So whenever I get a chance to write, I try to write something. Not feeling well for a few days. It becomes difficult to be good when the heart is constantly burdened by someone's words. I will write something about that.

Even if we want to in this small life, sometimes we cannot live well. It is very difficult to be nice to everyone around you. When this tiny heart is constantly burdened by someone's words, a shred of goodness disappears. I don't know when the time of life is running out while searching for that good. Maybe in the midst of depression, the troubles become a little unmanageable. The difficulties increase a lot.

The worst thing is that we suffer more from our own people. The verbal injuries from our people hurt us more. The suffering is not like to explain to anyone. The suffering is not worth expressing. Maybe we want to release the sufferings by shedding tears in Nirila Nivrit. But sometimes tears dry up. Sometimes the wounds of the heart are filled with bitterness. The sharp knife of the words hurt the heart more and more. The last day of life comes to put that broken heart together.

When a piece of glass is broken, the cracks remain even when the glass is put back together. When a heart is broken by someone's words, it takes time to bring it back to normal. Yet the rift remains. Yet those wounds remain for ages. Sometimes the words are buried in the folds of memory, sometimes they peek into the heart at times. Maybe this is how to learn to be good.

Maybe this is how one has to suppress one's troubles in the crowd of thousands of words. You have to accept everything with a smile in the hope of being a little better. In the hope of living a little better, you have to be silent about everything. At this stage of life people become disoriented. While searching for the meaning of this disorientated life, the cracks in the heart grow more and more while thinking about when one's own life will end. The blows of words again become sharp like knives and strike the heart.


This is my own and original article.



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