Originally written on 7th of August for 13th of November.
Why 13th of November? Because exactly six months ago is when I made my serendipitous discovery.
More often than not, we end up finding something we’re never looking for. We watch it becoming so important for us in an instant and start hoping to keep it with us forever.
Even though not everything we get is ours to keep but it does leave behind some amazing memories to cherish.
Some stories are just worth it.
After being asked a lot of times why I stopped writing, I gathered my thoughts again and rhymed a few words.
So, here I am, writing again after 1 year, 8 months and 24 days. Nothing is the same as the last time I wrote.
The one thing that I’ve learned the hard way is no matter how much you try to manipulate your heart, you can’t. What is meant to be will always find its way in your life.
No matter how strong you pretend to be or how high you build your walls; when the connection is real, the mind loses to the heart.
So, this one goes out to the supermoon tonight.
We often tend to time travel in our mind whenever we find ourselves gazing at the night sky. We go back to the beautiful times and priceless moments.
Sometimes, I find myself going back to my childhood when I just lay on my terrace listening to songs on the radio and my mom stargazing beside me. You could really see galaxies that time.
Sometimes I go back to the moment I fell in love.
And oh, how beautiful the night sky looks when the clouds start moving.
Nostalgia hits hard.
Finding peace when one is lost.
What is the one thing all of us want in life?
To travel and explore the world without having anything else to worry about.
Lately I’ve been a little busy and wasn’t getting any time to scribble anything down. So, finally tonight seems to be the night.
Sometimes we come across certain situations where everything seems ambiguous, vague. We try to fill in our own thoughts and assumptions creating a whole world for ourselves where everything is pleasant.
Often we find ourselves stuck in a situation where we cannot do anything but sit and contemplate.
Contemplate and anticipate.
Life always gives us two choices -to stay or to move on.
Each of them leads to a different path, each of them leads to a different chapter.
But if we make the wrong choice one time, can we revert it with ease?
We’ve all had some childhood dreams and plans but we tend to ignore and try to forget them as we grow up.
How many of us survive to live their dream?
Okay, I’m not copying Robert Frost here. This is my own version of “The road not taken.”
(Though there’s the same dilemma.)
We fight our inner demons, try to suppress them not realizing that they define our true selves; they reflect who we actually are.
The inner demon only wants to be let out.
The meanderer 