Helplessness

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When Mr. Higgins did not choose Eliza , when Elizabeth Bennet frowned at Darcy, when Heathcliff hurt Catherine ,when Alison left Jimmy Porter....one thing defined them all...their ability to not bow down in front of their soft feelings. Their arrogance gave shape to their pride. But i often sit back and wonder, how would things be, if they gave in to the emotional play... ? Tough is the first word of course. But was it not already tough for them to subdue what rightfully came from what one would call a heart? Their decisions, their choices...shaped their lives and the world of Literature...There were consequences that made readers ruminate over what is right and wrong, question the word helplessness in a new way...That brings me to what i feel very often. I feel helpless and i can't define it . I cannot give it a shape. I can't complain either. Most people tend to take the normal course in their lives...Most people tend to believe and live for the basics. Naturally the best of minds that are critical ,just and rebellious,they embrace madness. Or embrace loneliness. But does helplessness stop for such people then? I think for such people helplessness is triggered by the very tiniest of things ...say for example, their helplessness is triggered by the weight of their hair on the skull, or the weight of their heart in their body...or the weight of the invisible load of just and unjust in a world that can't answer why things happen the way they happen. But there is no escape! 
  

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