Thanks Life

Writing was always there next to me when nobody dared to stay back. It always reminded me that I am not alone. Couple of papers and a pen always made me feel being with someone. Some moments were terrifying, when my own company started to haunt me. From an early age this habit made me feel home when I wasn’t at all nearer to my town. People boarded my journey and mostly de-boarded in a couple of stations, entangling me in the mist of loneliness.

I stopped turning back to the distance I covered, rather started to focus on the journey I had in front of me. Things have turned against me always, made me sound and getting me victimize of my own understanding. Here I am today again getting victimized. I always had elements I didn’t like at all. These elements never left me alone rather made me feel that I am on the wrong side of the game.

Turning to myself, I find I have lost the person I used to be. Confidence and arrogance peaked in my end. I used to be the most polite person of all time and the most under confident creature. That phase took away everything I had then. I changed myself so much that, now people curse me with what I am today.

I took on to blogging since November and thought I would be able junk my crazy thoughts here. But as usually things never goes planned. 2018 started off with something I asked for the least. Slowly things started to take a pace and miseries were at the most powerful attire. Here though I am blessed with what I am having as I have to have the courtesy with things life have to offer.

Thanks Life…