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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!

🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

 

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Let Life Surprise You

Say it my habit or anything, on year-end I can’t help penning down my feelings. Yeah sometimes expressing those feelings in words is a tough task, especially now, when I am not having anymore the habit to express much.  I am not sure enough if my words would express them to the best or not.

2016 has been a year for me, which was unbelievably surprising….

A person gets surprised when he or she isn’t expecting something to happen. In my case, I knew everything that was supposed to happen. Life did give me chance to plan every situation. But still when your own plans surprises you in a much unexpected manner, you tend to realize how strange life can be.

I presumed I was prepared. My assumptions were so wrong.

My own planned life changed me and I wasn’t me anymore. And when I lost myself, I turned up to become a new me. There was no time to care if the world would like the new girl in me. I just changed. And I knew my life affected me in its strange way. Still I tend to admire that strangely.

The year surely made me realize both the extremely worst and amazingly beautiful side of relationships. They might complicate me, but still they complete me.

“I admit I am weak for you, but you are my strength” I said to myself as we walked on a path that was different for both of us. We both walked together but separately.

I sighed. I can’t stop our life from playing its role. I won’t stop you ever to live your life. But I’ll love you for those moments when you played your best role in my life. And I will love you a lot for those moments, hoping my love lasts forever in your life.

I saw you stood there, waiting for me. I knew I could say so much, I could hug you tight to not let you go. But I noticed my reflection in your eyes. I couldn’t move or utter anything. I kept looking at you.

My love, my lips when smiled with you, it was the best ever. Even as we bid byes, your eyes said they adored my smile.

Life, yes you made me realize, it too can surprise me. Bad or good, surprises are always affecting.

“I hate you. I regret meeting you.” Your temporarily last words hit me hard.

If I happen to shed tears for you, they were the most.

I never wanted us to end, I never wanted this journey of planned surprises to end, and I never wanted this year to come to an end. But I can’t, and I won’t stop anyone or anything. I would await new surprises, because I am falling in love with your way to surprise me. Life!

 

Love is YOU

You walked into my life. I wished it be love between us.

You were standing closer to me. I sensed what love could be.

You filled my heart with desires. I knew I was being in love with you.

Your hand gripped to hold on me. I accepted being loved by you.

You popped the bubble around me. I realized I was dreaming of love.

You emptied my heart. I hoped I’d love you for that moment.

 

You again came to protect me. I loved those reasons in your eyes.

You couldn’t stop from expressing. I felt bliss in your love.

You pulled harder to embrace me. I had let you re-fill me with love.

Your love was making me mad. I desired to fall in love again over again.

You were holding my hand. I adored how your love taught me to blush.

You meant love to me.  I was becoming you, my love.

 

Your life played a roll over love. I forced my lips to curve into smile.

You told you are breaking us. I didn’t ask nor needed any justification.

I said what we did was not just love. You gazed into my eyes once.

You had hidden your tears. I wanted you to know I believed.

You couldn’t tell you still loved me. I wanted you to know, I knew that.

You went bringing distance in us. I had to leave with whatever we shared.

 

You got drenched in rain. I thought of us watching the rain.

You cried apology on sky. I was touched by gust of wind.

You weren’t there or near anymore. I knew love was forever, in our heart.

Your love happened for many reasons. I couldn’t let it end just for any reason.

You had decided to live without love. I searched you to live our love.

 

You happen to bump into me.“It’s just not love” I remembered my words.

Because whatever you and I did, was beyond love!

 

For you meant love to me.  I became you, my love.