My Swing.

On the first floor of my beautiful house, there is a special feature, the swing. It is white and yellow. It is made of iron and steel.  It is not very comfortable to sit as it is, so a red sponge covered with white and blue cloth sits on it.  It hangs out down from two iron rods. The swing is located at the main gallery. Sitting on the swing, you can get clear view of the street right in front of my house

The Swing is very pretty and aesthetic. But the swing means so much more to me than it’s looks. Most of my teenage years were spent on it. After a tough day, I would go up to my swing, bring in my phone and earphones along with me and sit there for an hour or two. Sitting there and enjoying music would be therapeutic to me. While sitting there, thoughts would pass and go. These thoughts could range from anything to the day’s activities to making up fake scenarios to help me forget the world.  That one hour sitting on the swing would bring in so much peace. A sense of peace that I cannot describe in words but a peace that I do not experience anywhere else in the world. 

 

It is often said nothing is permanent and I sadly have to agree with it. Few days back my swing broke. It was one of the most heartbreaking incidents in my life.  The reason it broke was because one of the iron rods . The swing has been there for over 10 years. and the iron rods haven't been replaced once. As I already mentioned the Swing is placed in the veranda of house, thus the iron rods can easily catch moisture and it has got rusted because of that. Few days back one of them snapped.  One week after that, new iron rods were ordered and were placed. But the swing isn't the same anymore. It is titled to one side. Now I cannot really enjoy sitting on the swing, not just because it is titled but also there is fear that it may break again.

I just felt like sharing the pain and agony of not enjoying the swing as I used to. The Swing that has been the major source of my happiness for years. Maybe it was a lesson in disguise. Depending my  complete happiness on an object or a person is wrong. Of course, I should enjoy moments of bliss with them but having this high expectations  of everything being forever is senseless and baseless. Times change, thing move on and that is life. Embracing change is beautiful. 

 THANK YOU💛

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