Things don’t always work out.

Sometimes, no matter how hard you try to fix them, they stay broken. Maybe that’s how they’re supposed to be.

When I was small, I had a doll that would sing if you switched it on. My brother broke it.  And when my Dad fixed it for me, he broke it again. After three times of breaking and fixing and breaking again, Dad let it be—broken. That’s when I found out, some things are denied being restored. It comes to my head each time something goes wrong.

But it’s so hard to accept them that way, so painful, that we’d rather go back to trying over and over again till we can’t, any longer. Only then, we begin to be okay with it. And sometimes, we have to break things, because it’s the right thing to do. Break habits because they’re tying us down, break egos because they’re messing with our hearts. Break promises because they’re tearing us apart.

They say, “It’s never too late to try and fix things.” Maybe it also isn’t ever too early to accept that some things just won’t fix.

Joshi is a +2 graduate from St Xaviers College