Dear lost-lover,

Hello, it's me. They say that time's supposed to heal, yeah...But I ain't done much healing. Hahaha, you know what I mean, don't you?

Yesternight you finally came in my dreams, it was you and me together close to each other what else do I want more? You wore your pink tee and you looked as good as you always do. Who says pink doesn't look good on boys you looked perfect (: But you know what we were fighting again and I was really upset that no matter how I hard I try we always end up like this, I wanted to look into your eyes as if I was telling you to just stop and look into mine too. They speak more than my words. Why haven't you recognized until now that I'm NOT impassive I might be unexpressive though. Those moments of helplessness when I couldn't give it to you what you really mean, what you have meant to me until now were purely wicked. Suddenly a teardrop rolled down my eye and I couldn't take it anymore. It suddenly reminded me of how I've been so unlucky with the matters of heart, always a carnage it was. And, again this time a didn't want the same to happen again. I wanted you to feel special at that moment that see I don't say but I mean, I know it's hard to understand but I love you, I always had unlike if you ever did or didn't. I love you. I don't say but my heart knows it. And then you know what happened? You looked at me and said I know you didn't hurt me intentionally and smiled at me by saying that you were sorry! I smiled back and then I climbed up to your lap and we hugged. We hugged! As tight as I could to never let you go again!!

That's it that was the dream. Then I had another dream about me visiting my psychologist and trying to explain it to her what makes me sad and tired. She laughed at me saying that it is absolutely insane you are making excuses and I remember I hyperventilated and couldn't speak more.

Then I woke up.

They say we dream about the things we desire for or feelings that were repressed for so long that our brain decides to finally live them. I dreamt about you and you were on my mind from so long, I knew we were not going to end together and that's why the reluctance I was showing was finally overtaken my brain to give me that love I wanted. Who says love is a matter of the heart? Love is a matter of brains. I stopped at the part where we were together and my brain made us inseparable at least in that dream of mine.

I'm writing it down because I want to immortalize it somewhere in the time, a part of me, broken but was loved with full measure at those pretty moments, I'll cherish them. 

So, we had issues I complained that you never said what you meant and you complained that I never meant what I said! Had we been together may be face to face we would have just hugged each other and all those misunderstandings would have vanished just like that. You see, sometimes people are not always what they say, there's so much to them. I'm a galaxy of stars and so are you but we are so so far away. Between us lays a vastness of nothingness. When we collide maybe after an epoch we would merge with demolition but the result would be a beautiful majesty of us together. But, again that ain't gonna happen. Love is not just about physical intimacy, brain to brain connection is what it seeks to make its roots strong. It's about understanding the fathoms of things we don't say. Its like music if we don't play the right notes it will always sound unpleasant to ears no matter how good we are alone. And to play together we need to give each other space, we need to tell them that I believe in you that you'll make it right, you to show that you trust them.

So, my dear irrespective of whether you loved me back or not, you ever understood me or not, you ever valued me or not all I wish to say my love was pure. And if love comes at the cost of self-respect and peace we should leave that no matter how heart-wrenching it is. Thus now I bid you a farewell into the tunnel of time and may we never meet again. At least we are made of the same star-dust (:

Yours lovingly,

Me <3

WHAT REALLY DEPRESSION IS?

• As per WHO depression is a common mental disorder, characterized by persistent sadness and a loss of interest in activities that you normally enjoy, accompanied by an inability to carry out daily activities, for at least two weeks.
• In addition, people with depression normally have several of the following: a loss of energy; a change in appetite; sleeping more or less; anxiety; reduced concentration; indecisiveness; restlessness; feelings of worthlessness, guilt, or hopelessness; and thoughts of self-harm or suicide.
• There is a chance that every one in four-person will undergo depression at some time in their lives. Depression is a serious matter of concern and shouldn't be taken as a joke.

So the question arises why is it so trendy nowadays? I guess first and foremost,

LACK OF KNOWLEDGE AMONG PEOPLE

I'll ask openly here, how many times were you dead sure in your life that you were in a depression and discussed it with the people near you rather than posting about it on social media? 

 Let's be honest, do you know the exact definition of depression, anxiety, insomnia, panic attacks? We are heavily misguided by the trends rising by leaps and bounds about such things that we automatically assume other people's definition of such sensitive cases are true. 

It's sad that even now in countries like India there's no proper education system for dealing with mental health. There are health camps set up every year in our schools to get a full body checkup but sadly nothing is done to treat the mental issue which we face at such a tender age. 

Stop, take a day and ask yourself is this really what you think it is or you are covering up with those jargons? and what are you doing to spread awareness?

BECAUSE EVERYONE IS HAVING IT MAYBE ITS THE NEW TREND

Seriously is this the new trend? 

You know what its been in trend from quite a while. I've been active on social media from almost ten years and I've realised that from the very beginning people started posting sadistic content and memes from there only and it became popular culture because everyone can relate to it and then to rather ostentatiously show off social media skills people adopted such lifestyles.

Don't you hear every other person saying that I'm depressed posting about all this on social media? However some people are so obsessed with it that they really don't care what other person thinks about it they are utterly comfortable with this and are so used to it that their whole timeline is full of all this content however the sad part is that they fail to provide the solution to the problems and keep on consistently posting about it. 

Sorry to say but it sounds funny to them(that is what I feel) and they satisfy themselves that this will solve the problem at least for some time.