I’m holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I’m hearing what you say
But I just can’t make a sound
I have been wondering these days, if I am gonna post something which is not so obvious but still mulling me over for a while now. Acquaintances make you follow the suites sometimes, the perusals, you never ever have been in awe for so far. Someone, being not so specific, a girl or a guy, asked me a question which I never had been asked before, which gets embossed on my head these moments, every morning I wake up, every night I go for bed, erstwhile mentioned, every moment when nothing have been worth capturing a still in my mind, every darkest streak and every brightest ember. How much convinced you are, when you say, you have defined yourself? In a way or another, how do you define yourself? Sometimes, elated, but again you feel it, you think on it or not, you wake up and try finding the answer when it is clicking around 3, post midnight.
The remains, you find are not for a great account, not for an epic. It has just got some wonderful jiffies I have been banking on these days. These days I have been celebrating my 23rd anniversary, with all my soul mates, recently being added on by one with whom I just wish to share everything, every moment I have lived so far. You meet the person in a hasty way, you move on, talking at the coffee-corner for a while and you establish some bonds. This is very atypical, I know, at least for me, and for you too. Ever had I imagined for making a reach-out? No I don’t even think so, I don’t even believe so, I don’t even see any drops falling from the prospects. But the feeling of being and having specials keep captivating you and it just keeps your lips always on a bend over and you just keep passing the smile. The reason has to be specific, is it so?
How do you imagine, the past lays down your current and you shape out your future? Do you make it sure, that something at present is the reason, which may make you burst into the tears and on the other hand, make you smile, even when you just have a moment to bet on it? Everything on this earth has got rationale and a gush allied through it. Sometimes, you just keep flowing with and sometimes diving into the stream to find the pearls of your verve – you see, the nature has its takes too. But wait! You find yourself by hand on a trap, you are vanished, you are missing and you are screaming which are nothing but the deviations which keeps you aside for a while and you begin thinking. You find your life in an odd, and you start whining the odes. The life thus changes, and thus you too. Being so gregarious and humane, the morale is that you have to swim again as you don’t want to miss the feel of being in flow. This could be the so called, a positive path that a man must live. You just keep thinking and keep moving and if needed, you just pace up.
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything
Without a thought without a voice without a soul
Don’t let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life!
To move on with life, I have discovered some commitments and certain packed up sacks of deadlocks which I need to unravel in forthcoming days. Though, I have already bid an adieu for this buzzing season. Coming season, I am here for you!
Ciao Life! 
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