footprints...on lives

'I have not done anyone anything wrong in life...then why lord am i at the receiving end of your wrath'...have we not said that time and again in times of depression...when everything seems to be either in 'pause' mode or too 'turbulent'....but we realise, that unknowingly, we leave our footprints in peoples life...much more bolder prints than we have ever realised...we walk away assuming that with every new wave ,my footprints will wash away...after all it was only sand i walked on...with every new tide newer sand will replace the older...but...we have left footprints which are cemented and no tide washes it away...
i moved on....to a choice of life which i had made....without even looking back at the footprints which walked the sand along with me....these prints faded out at a point where i just flew away to my own paradise....a paradise which offered me so much in return that i forgot the feeling that i had left somebody waiting at the seashore looking at the horizon...somebody for whom my footprints were not mere footprints but they were the way of life....
smart person that i am...i know how to convert these wrong doings of mine into pure 'nostalgia'...i know how to romantisize the vaccum i created in someones life....but the inner of my inner self says...i have sinned....
i have made an irrepairable dent in someones picture,a stroke I made so badly that the entire picture went bad....i am so unjust.. that i call the same picture '...ART"....