and I realize words r the language of ur heart; always it tries to depict in vain what exactly ur emotion is… but wins over the situation to an extend I do agree, but fails miserably for the exact word very often n of course this’s meant only for the people thinking with their heart and definitely not their brain….
I lost myself somewhere on the hustle of this buzy life which seemed lasting… but do I know it’s a dream I dreamt with an open eyes in the evening … dream in a dream never ever has a moment’s existence I realized of late… n I smile a serene smile of knowing the knowable yet unknown n unaware in the hazy day of wakeful dreaming…
I was a happy person with my aloneness … very happy n content with my own self..music on I go on n on.. where r those beautiful days?!! Where did I miss them??!! What for??!! Don’t know, yet know perfectly well as to where it has gone… I will bring it back… I need my space n I need my happiness/peacefulness with music n writings… that’s what I am… I can never be in a frame , closed frame of so n so n so n so n so n so…. Yesssz incomplete is this life without my aloneness... a silent existence with my duties performed perfectly well [a self pat when none else do that on u) and a compassionate self in my own uninterrupted aloneness- a wish ...
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