Blogging

I took a decision, a little to surprise you all and a lot more to surprise myself. It feels somewhat weird to tell but I am writing this as my last blog post.

As I am telling this, I can’t help recalling my first one and followed up many. That even reminds me of my friend comparing his numbers with mine. And every time he said that, Sorry but I laughed at your cute reaction. Honestly numbers don’t count. They never did. And I am big fan of your writing, you sure know that.

Well, I am certainly not here for a big farewell boring bid-bye post. But yes I would like to thanks for making me smile and encouraging me every time by giving those reviews and suggestions. I am even glad to have found some really sweet readers on my blog, one of them turned out to be pretty nice friend too. This guy is himself a blogger. (You can check his great blog -> https://mymindsjournal.com/ )

And not to forget; each one of you who has been reading my posts, taking out your little time, it truly meant a lot.

I began this journey with no hope really and probably I am leaving the journey mid way with really no hope of coming back. But I’d like to clear that my decision is not out of depression struck situation. Life has been pretty awesome to me always. Yes I have problems like everyone else. But my bonding with my problems are little weird and kind a silly. I guess mine loves me so much that it never leaves me but also makes sure to never hate me. It simply is my all time go-along-forever kind companion. We both can’t live without each other.

I personally believe blogging is about expressing yourself by your words. You convey your thoughts, your ideas, your imagination and anything or maybe everything through words.  It’s like your words is forming your own identity. They describe you in their own way. Writing helps you connect with others and more of it with your own self. And blogging is one of the best experiences I ever had. It gave me a platform where I can speak and be heard and grow.

I am leaving because for me it’s no more about words. Sadly I realise my words don’t connect anymore. Or rather I should say the more I try to express, the more of it creates distance. Before it further creates a different identity of mine, I want to accept that silence is what I need.

“Yours words should be your best friend but not a forced burdened relationship.”

I and my words don’t share the same bonding now. It has become like a complicated marriage and probably would take a long time to recreate those old beautiful ‘us’ feeling. Might be I am playing the selfish one by taking this decision of being apart. Hopelessly, I had no other choice.

So not much more left to say I just want to end this by saying few words unsaid…

(Small pause for those who shall miss me :P)

Whatever and however I have been, I am glad I was there. I am glad you welcomed me and it happened. Probably you’ll not remember me as a blogger. But I will never forget my readers and their love. My existence was from you all. Today if I am leaving, it’s because something shouldn’t stay once it has lost its real meaning.

But yeah, you all amazing bloggers out there- Keep blogging and rocking. I am still there as your active reader. Even I am waiting for two of my sweethearts to start their blogs soon. I can’t wait to read yours too. And my dear cute friend you get a chance to increase your numbers now. LOL!

🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

 

His weird Her

Life is weird sometimes and that’s a reason why two people sometimes bond up weirdly in their lives….!!!

He being the Mr. Perfect knew very well what’s right and with his smartness of his intense brain he could decipher that he should take a right turn on the path he has to walk upon.

She had always been a silly girl. The left turn led to a wrong path, a path which was a longer route to reach the destination. It was also full of sharp stones and hidden mud pits. But she listened to her heart and decided to walk on the left side.

He and She, both of them were not opposite but totally different from each other.

He was very clear about his thoughtful decisions would give him good returns and she was confused about her thoughts but ready to take risk. It was all about risk and return.

They were exclusive in their own way to accept challenges and were naturally confident too. Their decisions made them what they are… which meant, they are never going to be together.

 They knew it on their diverse paths they won’t collide to each other.

They knew as well that they weren’t supposed to be meeting on any point.

But he also recognizes, she is strong yet fearful and she needs him. So, he stood to support her by walking along to the left side of path.

But she also realizes, he don’t express that everything he does meant her happiness. So she believed in him to walk on his chosen right side of path.

Unknowingly, they ended up walking together every time they had to choose crossed paths.

 Because they shared something called weird. That weird thing was sure not destiny.

 It was her for being extremely weird kind of one. And it was all her weirdness, he could not stay normal.

Sometimes it’s not life, but us as we make our lives weird by holding on to such weird bonding!