Its been a REAL long time that I've blogged and its only because i was riding a roller coaster called life.
Alot of things happened over a period of time. When I look back today, I realize how badly I wanted that time to pass. How self destructive my life had become, but in reality someone in some corner was secretly building me up.
Its true, there is a phase in everybody's life that is a benchmark of their being. Adulthood, its crazy and more than than the transformation of teenage to an adult is an eyeopener. Things we read in our school books, morals that the stories taught us are all rotting in some dirty corner during that time (well at least in my case). One fine day, u explode, this is not your life, this is not how you planned, not how its supposed to be. That day the story makes one of the biggest turns.
Crisp and Clear I remember my day of explosion. I did a lot of things recklessly, I played around with people, I boasted my fake self, I did everything that one is not supposed to do.
I broke, shattered myself in to little pieces that even after 2 years i'm still collecting them.
There is a miracle in my life, and I'm the only witness.
To picture this, I was on the edge till that day, till that phone call. And after that call, I had fallen off the cliff, all I held to was a rope, which was thrown at me as a mercy.
Moments were when I wanted to just leave it and fall to my own disgust, moments were when I felt the rope loosening the other end, moments were when I wanted to climb back and be normal again but there was just grey air around me and the rope.
With time, the rope just withered and became harder to trust on.
But I held and climbed up the hope and here I am. Secretly the person who held the rope at the first place had become a rock with time. And now I stay at the cliff, with the just one hope, to see the rock turn back.
Alot of things happened over a period of time. When I look back today, I realize how badly I wanted that time to pass. How self destructive my life had become, but in reality someone in some corner was secretly building me up.
Its true, there is a phase in everybody's life that is a benchmark of their being. Adulthood, its crazy and more than than the transformation of teenage to an adult is an eyeopener. Things we read in our school books, morals that the stories taught us are all rotting in some dirty corner during that time (well at least in my case). One fine day, u explode, this is not your life, this is not how you planned, not how its supposed to be. That day the story makes one of the biggest turns.
Crisp and Clear I remember my day of explosion. I did a lot of things recklessly, I played around with people, I boasted my fake self, I did everything that one is not supposed to do.
I broke, shattered myself in to little pieces that even after 2 years i'm still collecting them.
There is a miracle in my life, and I'm the only witness.
To picture this, I was on the edge till that day, till that phone call. And after that call, I had fallen off the cliff, all I held to was a rope, which was thrown at me as a mercy.
Moments were when I wanted to just leave it and fall to my own disgust, moments were when I felt the rope loosening the other end, moments were when I wanted to climb back and be normal again but there was just grey air around me and the rope.
With time, the rope just withered and became harder to trust on.
But I held and climbed up the hope and here I am. Secretly the person who held the rope at the first place had become a rock with time. And now I stay at the cliff, with the just one hope, to see the rock turn back.
