So the last post was made way back in 2011, and I dare say
'it just feels like yesterday', because it doesn't. A lot has changed since
then, or shall I say, I've changed a lot since then. Grew up, not
exactly, but yes, have faced enough circumstances that have made me realize
that world is not all about being happy and fairy-tales. Its a harsh world, a
reality, which has the power to bog you down every-time you let it.
You know, its not exactly easy to put your thoughts to words these days. A hundred incomplete tasks compete in your mind, keep haunting you every minute, every moment, and you keep putting them off until its no longer possible. You try to think of a way of articulating something in your mind, and the first thing that comes to your mind is a deadline. That's what you call busy-ness, may be.
That's why I'm here, after years of living with myself, without words, without pencil, without stories. That's what happens when your cup is finally full, and your tired brain can no longer contain the torment of holding the unexpressed thoughts.
You know, its not exactly easy to put your thoughts to words these days. A hundred incomplete tasks compete in your mind, keep haunting you every minute, every moment, and you keep putting them off until its no longer possible. You try to think of a way of articulating something in your mind, and the first thing that comes to your mind is a deadline. That's what you call busy-ness, may be.
That's why I'm here, after years of living with myself, without words, without pencil, without stories. That's what happens when your cup is finally full, and your tired brain can no longer contain the torment of holding the unexpressed thoughts.
And the Life's struggle continues...
