Long long time ago...
(nothing less than the time we usually quote before starting a fairy tale.)
I used to write. This is because... in those times I used to think! think so much that the thoughts used to overflow into writings!
And now when I look back... it actually seems as if a great length of time seperates this Me and the one I was before!
Has a lot changed since then?? I really dont know... What has changed?? I dont know really!
(Though lack of public interest being a reason for my own lack of interest, is a thought I had long abandoned... I really dont care... so much so that after sometime I stopped caring to post at all.)
But here I'am... again... because now... after sooo... long, once again I feel like to shout... to hear myself again!!
But do I sound the same??
I have my ears open and am waiting for the echo...
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PS: The previous realization had been sooo strong.. that it took me more than 4 yrs to recover from it...!!
A man is made of 2 things: one which is open to all, destroyable and the other which can never be touched by any one, except by self...By exaltation and not by pain...If you believe this, you would not need people's opinion to hear yourself... That's what I believe...There is a point beyond which people (except few) stop stirring the thought process...
hey jaan ur first experience with ur sweet nd small ship waz very b'fuly pen down.....i know how apprehensive u were before joining dis ship but nyway u did a very gud job......well done my boy(hehehhe)!!!!
nd yaa dis time i can also say....i njoyed a short nd seet stay on ur ship which has become a memorable moment of my life....luv u nd ur ship too :-))
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