It's been years I have been writing. I painted all my emotions on the piece of paper. Those were carved on my heart with my blood and hormones. I shaped and moulded with my sincerity and pure intentions. I poured my love and desires into them. My solitude, solace, agony... everything I traced out. I tried to open the lock of my caged imagination. I let that bird to fly in its wide sky. And it took me to the world of wonder. At the point where hell and heaven fall in love, where the chaos in your mind becomes silent and it's frequency match the to universe that results in resonance. Then the songs starts playing in your mind. It vibrates from the valleys of your incomplete desires, it kisses the depth of your unheard voice and makes you feel more alive. It took me to the journey to the unknown world. That had generated curiosity. It made me furious. What is kept ahead and I didn't knew it was the damn end. Then soon it's started chanting the myth flew from those ancient scriptures and it was the moment I met myself.
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I always wonder, what if I didn't met her? Have I ever unlocked my own world? I still wonder ...
She helped me to break the wall of fear. She took me away from nightmare and we landed in sweet dreams. Soon the questions of my importance withered away. And I started to live. She became important for me and I fell into her.
She was my everything. If not for her, I would have died years ago. But she saved me. The torture of the words, that killed my emotions. And it was her who showered the rain of 'Amrit' and my happiness became immortal. Her presence was all for me. And she still breathe in my thoughts and the words I design is all her. I still remember her....
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