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!

🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

 

Rabta

“Rabta” this song is from a bollywood movie. Maybe it’s not an extraordinary one to share over here.

 

Nevertheless, I am sharing it here, I really don’t know why and what soothes me when I hear it. But yeah surely it touches my deeper inside. It let me enter into my own imaginative world.

A world where my heart is waiting for that single someone special of mine. A partner who happens to know me more than me, love me like no one could ever, comfort me when I am in pain, bear my silliness, admire my childish nature and never stop me being one. He holds my hand and takes me away from all, where only we both reside and no one can disturb us. He reads my pearly tears and wipes them off with his hand. He kisses and hugs me just to bring that shine of happiness on my face.  We share endless laughs together and a bonding meant forever, not even death separating. The relation which can’t change by passage of time, Instead grows stronger as we move on. He let me feel my whole world in him.

I am sure many of you who will be reading this might be shocked. For you know me as a girl who fear marriage, binding into a relation. Yes, I do and that’s a hard truth of my reality. But imagination always shows you the weak part of yours. And no doubt love is my weakest point. Indeed love gives you strength to fight with others but not with the person you love. With him/her you’ll be weak and thus allowing to steal away your heart because of a word called Trust.

Someone said to me once “don’t bind your heart, let it flow.”

I say, let me live alone for still I couldn’t find you or don’t want you to find me, my true love. I know with you I’ll be weak and so I choose the reality i.e. to be stronger.