Metaphor


A small size boat that boards only two person at a time. 
Its not an ordinary boat,something everyone wants to be on.
I have been there several times. 
I boarded the boat for the 12th time with you. 
A difficult journey for us.
With zero expectations for the future.
The board left the shore. It was quite pleasant for some time. 
But as time passed things started to trip down.
We weren't long away from the shore but we never wanted to go back.
Our mind may have crossed that thought but we never lost a hope.
We were curious about the end of our journey, but we never knew their wasn't any.
Things started to get worse but we never left the boat. Long thundering wave reversing our boat's direction.
But we manged to turn it back again. 
Every time one of us wanted to swim alone
But every time one of us jumped off the boat, the another one always brought the other back.
We trusted each other.
There was many a times when we fought for directions. In this fight we might had had ate each other's flesh but we aided that wound too.
But at the end of the day we managed to have the collective decision.
We spent nights telling each other stories. 
Days were spent working.
Building up the broken parts of the boat.
Sometime doubt came, whether we'll make it or should we return back. 
But the water never made us leave it.
Slowly slowly we got used to the boat.
It became our new home.
The only thing that gave us hope to survive was the water and the animals in it.
They taught us how to surrender your life to the water.
Which was worth it.
Now we are very very far away from the shore
We never want to go to the shore back again. 
Because it isn't easy to measure that same distance again plus the fear of water also accumulates in us.
We, me, you  and the boat, gave our life to the water.
Now we depend on the water.
Water is the only thing we believe on.



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