The day I was born,
I met the one carrying many bags
And face filled with smile.
The one offered me a bag
...
Do you know?
Everybody receives care in childhood.
Well, I did too
But my mind said, 'Who cares?
...
Sangavi is a passionate writer and poet who brings stories, poems, and blogs to life with heartfelt words. She has published novels and shares her thoughts and creativity through her writings, exploring emotions, life, and the human soul with a dreamy and introspective touch.)
The Bag I Carried
The day I was born,
I met the one carrying many bags
And face filled with smile.
The one offered me a bag
Saying, 'Hold it tight -
Don't let it go
Until I return.'
In childhood,
The bag was filled with air -
Light, joyful, floating around.
I carried it everywhere,
Happy with its gentle weight.
In teenage years,
The air inside grew heavy
An unknown weight settled in.
I carried it because I had no choice
Though I longed to drop it,
A power from the one stopped me.
I saw everyone holding a bag like mine,
But mine always felt heavier -
Maybe they felt the same.
Years passed,
Adulthood arrived.
With hope the weight would ease,
The bag would fill with air once more.
But no -
The bag filled again,
Not with air, but with weight.
Some days heavy,
Some days light.
I held on with all my strength.
Days became fewer -
Few filled with air,
Many weighed down by heaviness.
It starts to weigh me down.
Sometimes it filled with air,
Only to fill with weight again.
I wanted to let go,
I couldn't hold it any longer.
It crushed me.
People advised -
'Don't let it go,
Soon it'll fill with air again.'
But the bag stressed me,
And I let it fall.
The one returned
No smile this time,
Only sadness filled in eyes.
The one asked me with sadness in voice
'Why did you let it go? '
I said,
'I can't hold on anymore
It weighs me down.'
The one said,
'The bag will fill with air again.'
But the sadness inside me happily said,
'I don't want the bag itself.'
When you have a generous heart to love all, people may not understand you. But don't let your heart turn into stone. Keep loving, because a kind heart is stronger than a cold one - and one day, it will shine.
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When people throw you after they use you, show them that what they have thrown away is not a paper they can get again. It is the rarest diamond — something they will never be able to find again in their lifetime.