How, when and why I lost hope…it all seems hazy to me now. Yeah, there was a time in my life when I thought I would never let go of hope. But things happen and they happen for a reason, be it good or bad. Or are things always good or bad? Isn’t there something in the middle? Isn’t there a shade of grey? Or is it always good against bad?
Oh how I look at hope now makes for a very interesting argument, if you can call it an argument! To me, hope is more like cancer…and it’s the kind of cancer that is incurable…it’s the one that kills eventually. Nevertheless, I think it’s a gone case when we choose our own murderer while dreaming.
Hope kills…Hope cheats…Hope lies…Hope robs…Hope makes you see dreams that aren’t true at all…Hope gives you that ray of light, which time ultimately snatches away from you. Yes, hope gives you a reason to smile, but only a witless fool can smile forever. Maybe I didn’t want to stay a fool all my life. We all make choices and I made this one.
What worries me a little is that today I’m all set against hope. It’s natural to think so when I wonder what else I’m going to lose tomorrow.
Oh how I look at hope now makes for a very interesting argument, if you can call it an argument! To me, hope is more like cancer…and it’s the kind of cancer that is incurable…it’s the one that kills eventually. Nevertheless, I think it’s a gone case when we choose our own murderer while dreaming.
Hope kills…Hope cheats…Hope lies…Hope robs…Hope makes you see dreams that aren’t true at all…Hope gives you that ray of light, which time ultimately snatches away from you. Yes, hope gives you a reason to smile, but only a witless fool can smile forever. Maybe I didn’t want to stay a fool all my life. We all make choices and I made this one.
What worries me a little is that today I’m all set against hope. It’s natural to think so when I wonder what else I’m going to lose tomorrow.
Nadira Rahman
