A lesson taught by a dead cell

Its a short story where life is teaching you something, giving you a reason to smile and move on.

………………..Broken relationships are like chipped nails, we don’t want to cut them, we hang on to them as long as possible in a fake hope that they might get repaired on their own like a magic. We paint them in a hope that the fake covering will cover up the crack, so we do not see the broken ends. It tangles our normal life sometimes pain as well when it get trapped into something but then we never let go of it thinking of all the good times spend together. We look at it from time to time, nurturing like a sick baby but still do not let go of it, why? May be because the efforts, love and attachment is like superglue or maybe we get used to it or maybe it’s the fear of waiting for it for long, to grow back again. Well eventually in due course there comes a time that we are just left with two options �" either to cut it off for once and all or continue and wait till it break off on its own leaving behind some pain, some redness, some empty space and an irregular shape……………………

Author's Note

I have no intentions to hurt any living or dead cell through this, just wanted to share some observations and similarities.