While scanning my phone nonchalantly, something caught my attention instantly.
It was word of the day.
busticate- to break into pieces.
Nothing special, the usual notification from another app.
But something in me stirred. I read word by word, slowly. Each syllable felt like it was calling out to something I don’t understand yet feel it.
To. Break. Into. Pieces.
I looked further for a sentence. I never myself knew how to use it properly.
It said “Elephants really busticate trees”.
And I said “Humans really busticate humans”.
What a perfect word to produce to save time of people when they want to say that they are broken into pieces. Or may be people who are broken end up finding unfamiliar inclination towards the phrase ‘broken into pieces’, with the outburst of indignation due to helplessness over the situation.
They are broken. Into pieces. And yet they have the confidence to rise again, love again, and be themselves again. Those are my favorite kind of people.
There was nothing special in the word I read today, however, it felt obligatory to pay respect to all those who went through it, suffered hard, and rose shining brighter than ever before.
Love you all.
And love yourself.
I don’t know if it’s correct or not still-
Don’t busticate because of anyone. You deserve much more.
Dang, that was beautiful. Thank you.❤
Thank you Tonya. God bless you with all the strength required. Love ♥️
Thank you warmly.?❤
An interesting word, one I’ve not stumbled across before!
Exactly my thought. Felt like writing on it. Thanks ?