Never Meant To Be Written- The memoir of lucid life
I wish I could go to beach again sit in front of the water the mighty sea and just wait for the sun rising from within like a god spreading his rays to anyone willing to embrace it. I wish I could walk by the sea like nobody with no one to disturb just me and all the sacred powers and cherishing the infinite poetic lines cruising all over my mind which may have left me for long but it’s only mutually that we survive . And just that I won’t smile I won’t cry will just sit , maybe some tears will pass my rough cheeks never caressed by anything alive but I won’t fear and look around with nothing to hide . I won’t think of pain the world has given to me or question what I deserved or what I draw from life instead I would say it was nice passing by. On the contrary I have always wished to be a vibrant extrovert who grins and the world follows with extravagant speeches and thousand ears to capture it like a hymn. I guess I was never in anyone’s attention neither I was a ghost either...