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failing heart or working heart, which is stronger?

September 8, 2010
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The moment you read the title you will say, “Course a working heart, DUH!! It’s working”. I beg to differ. Well yes medically/ biologically speaking then a ‘working heart’ but I’m not speaking in medical terms for somethings medicine just can’t explain.

A failing heart has the power to bring everyone together, it has the power to make you realize that you throughout your life have neglected the things closest to you.

It’s when your heart no longer has the strength to be your slave and you are sitting in your room (probably all alone cause others have gone to office etc.) that you start looking back and think about all the things not done. Thinking of those childhood dreams supporting a charity,  becoming an astronaut, running wild on a beach, jumping into a puddle, owning the biggest chocolate factory or inventing a magic house.

It is then that you wake up and decide to do it all. Something like the movie aashayein, *ing john abraham (course it was about failing lungs and the script was bad, just get my point) .

Moreover a failing heart has the magical power to bring everyone together. It also gives people the strength to say things that were long unsaid. It does, it really does. When your best friend is on her death-bed you will do your best to full-fill all her dreams. When your grandpa is sick like hell your cousins and aunts and uncles all will hold on to you scared to lose another loved one. And haven’t we all seen enough movies to know ( or believe) that the lover will tell his/her dying love (who shall forever live in their heart) that they would do anything for them cause they love them more than their own life. They in the rain (no idea why it always rains) will run to the church/temple and beg God to take their lives instead. (filmy indeed)

A working heart on the other hand is a slave. “Well my BP is fine so I can slog my ass off everyday.” We will push ourselves everyday, sadly we really aren’t accomplishing much. A great amount of green in our pockets but rarely fulfilling our dreams. The same routine every freaking day.

But do we really need a failing heart to realize what we want? No. Still it’s only (mostly) when we are old or sitting in the hospital that we decide to listen to our heart.

SAD

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3 Comments leave one →
  1. September 10, 2010 4:49 PM

    well said!

    • September 12, 2010 5:38 AM

      We agree to disagree. I respect that you respect that

  2. September 12, 2010 5:35 PM

    It’s beautiful AN!
    so true.. 🙂

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