I
write because that is who I am, that is why I live, if I do not, I may
die because of the non-stop conversations that I have with myself. I
have this constant urge to talk, to express but not everyone has time to
listen to me! If at all, the world listened to me, it would have been a
peaceful place by now.The only option I am left with is penning down what I think of. I like
to maintain a journal, but I pour down my heart.Earlier I had this strong urge of not letting anyone know about my blog but then later it didn't matter to me how people judge my posts.This is my place, this is a part of me which I am nurturing
for the dreams I have had for a decade now.
Don’t you ever want to get lost in dark snowy forest of Oaks, Beeches and Pines?
Well, I want and this dream ends up with horns of rickshaws and autos.
And now when I have got my computer fixed I expect to be regular.
A Big Thank you for staying here and adding glitter to my pearls.
Don’t you ever want to get lost in dark snowy forest of Oaks, Beeches and Pines?
Well, I want and this dream ends up with horns of rickshaws and autos.
And now when I have got my computer fixed I expect to be regular.
A Big Thank you for staying here and adding glitter to my pearls.
3 comments:
Keep writing:)
Writing does give peace for chatter boxes like you and me :-P
Rahu bhatia :)
Shruti Hahaha well said ;)
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