When I Left…

When we leave a beach after enjoying nearby sea, we leave our footprints behind. When we leave our rooms, the very look of it shows some one just left it. But we can never leave the bitter realities of our past behind, they exist with us in our minds and soul till death. The reality of being betrayed by someone closed enough always creates a chaos at the back of mind that keeps one in the state of catastrophe just like an abstract painting in one colour but with different shades.

She also was betrayed by her husband and then rejected by her family and her very own brother killed her son in an effort of killing her. Her mother never spoke for her daughter and kept silent. The sister never tried to realize the circumstances through which her elder sister was going through. The poor lady tried not to leave behind her family but it was them who didn’t want her back.

When she left her husband’s home, she left everything behind but her son and when she left every single member of her family, she left the soul of her son as source of repent in their hearts forever!

When I left the film screening hall, I left everything behind but my confidence, strength and willingness to be at least minor addition to the betterment of the world and to spread this strength among others as well.

*This blog is written in reference to “MovieLog” ,film screening  of “When of we leave” at FES-office Islamabad