Do I Re start my blog?

 The words dancing in my mind,

They knew my breath, they knew my stand.
Now dust collects where dreams once grew
But whispers call, “We’re not yet through.”

Old pages hum with ghostly rhyme,
Soft echoes from another time.
Do I dare wake what once was still,
And trust the spark to find me still?

The world moved on, yet here I stay
A poet paused, mid-thought, mid-way
The silence taught me how to hear
The heart that beats when none are near

So should I start again, you ask?
Perhaps the joy’s within the task
Not chasing crowds, nor fame, nor trend,
But meeting words, my oldest friend

A Crucial Day

Where can i start this post?

Life is very un expected.

Whats the cost?

Leaving behind everything loved

After 30 years of living a life king size with my parents, tonight is going to be a last one before i set my wings free.

As i remember 12 years ago moving into this room in our flat as an 18 year old guy with a lot of dreams and ambitions about life. May be life is awesome, because the last night in this room i somehow ended up sleeping alone on the floor just as i did on the first one.

Only thing is that, this thinking about life this time its an oblivion, full of insecurity, lot of expectations, and an unimaginable thought that i will forever not be the same am im now. I would miss being with my loved parents and my little brother. My loved home, my memories and everything.

Lucky me, im taking my wife along. Hope the life change for good.

Life, after 7 years

 It's been 7 years since I posted for the last time

I was a teen, a grumpy head, an emotion less fool addicted to substances

I'm now juggling life with twists and turns with a lemon on my nose, trying to balance the work and family

Only thing that haven't left the life and surely won't leave are the tears of sadness that lasts for days and laughter of joy that lasts a mere minute

Life is hard my dear, life is hard..

Mask yourself and keep a smile,

because you can't cry out and this life will fly!

23, jan...

It was 6.30am, all I thought was to get out...

Nothing felt right to me... i was struck in a school ive never liked and I never liked from from there after...  "IT RUINED MY LIFE"

As the time flew by 6.45, I finally took a 100 and started cycling towards the railway station.

As I pedelled, sweat showered my face like if it is real
Everything wasnt fine as I thought, it was heart breaking!
Life aint gonna be easy, but infront there was a goal
Parked my bicycle, I knew I never will be regretting!

"A ticket to hyderabad, please" as I asked, the woman in the seat felt quite amazed seeing a child buying such a long journey ticket!
"78 and the change!" As she was busy with her work!
As I waited for the train to arrive, hours passed and I sat on the bench till 1pm in the afternoon..

As I entered the train, I really started wanting to get back to home and cry as loud as possible... I never wanted to go to that shool again... but the thought of showing world, my success... though I never had a clarity on what im going to do from the very night itself...!

As I sat by a window, there were a family sitting opposite me and an old man beside me.. I had all y books in the school bag and im traveling to a place, 5 hours away! It felt really bad for me as everyone saw the bag which I never wanted them to. I was left with nothing by evenig and as the train reached the town, I started asking myself why did I even do that! I travelled somewhere in city bus and I was lost..

As the hunger fed my brain, it felt like vertigo... and as I paused for a moment, I was left with a rupee and infront was a coin box...

"Daddy?"

Isnt it an apt ending? Rather ending up in roads?
Why will it even happen to someone...!

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