Unsung Hymns Behind The Wailing Walls

For the past few days in a row, I've been lost in the world of movies. Today, my attention was particularly drawn to a movie named 'The Gray Man'. Halfway through, my eyes were drawn to the character bond between Claire Fitzroy and Sierra Six. Even in the midst of those action sequences, a fraction of his affection pierced me. So, as usual, I sank into the ocean of my untold miseries. But why, God, why? Why does this haunt me? But my conscious mind replied back in a moment, 'Don't you remember, darling? The thing you've always craved—melancholy for a brotherhood—that pain is the byproduct of your colossal delusion.' Okay then, let me trace back to the beginning. I was 8 when I first realized the biggest hole in my life: the absence of a Big Brother. At that age, I never knew that this would make me the most vulnerable girl of the millennium in the future. At the age of 12, I became attached to a film actor. Guess who? None other than the Bhaijaan of India—th...

Dear Lady, I know It's too late there which marks an early dawn here.I know that you miss me!But what I miss more is your authentic self.I still remember the days when you used to yell at me like "Vappa,Why this life is always cruel to me?Why can't Almighty save all this breath and mercy". Do you remember my reply?? "Dear little child,Get used to the fact that life is unfair in all it's glory and fame.Look around.Everyone is failing in a game they seldom reveal;Same twists,just different plot.You ain't the only one! O daughter,you who silently weeps all night and day,Hold your feet together firm to the heart and firm to the ground.You will survive this too!! (To be Continued) ~ ✍️Salma Aneesa Babu🦋