And all that is left to do is cry—not out of weakness, but out of finality. Why does this phrase resonate so deeply? Because Armaan (desires) are not just thoughts. They are the residents of your heart. You wake up with them, you make decisions based on them, you fall asleep holding them close.
The world tells you to "stay strong." I tell you to stay real. Let the tears come. Let the desires flow out.
There is a strange, poetic justice in that. Your body refuses to carry the weight of those dead dreams anymore. So, it releases them through your eyes. Every tear is a eulogy for a hope that didn't survive reality. As painful as this state is, there is a hidden grace in the phrase "beh gaye" (flowed away).