It's going to be three months since I've shifted to varanasi... I've been trying to pull myself to write something... Neither I jotted a single word in my diary nor here...
I remember the promise I gave to myself and my diary... ' l wouldn't leave you the way I had, during Kota days... '
Well I think I had left my diary during those days and now my diary has left me... 😔
I feel bad and worse is cause these are struggling years and I am full of thoughts and ideas... But I think what I had deduced in utter sarcasm is indeed true... I am a big lazy person... I never wanted to be so... But I've become ...
Alas, I would simply remind the lazy Zoha ... "Light comes to those who pick up the lighter"
I remember the promise I gave to myself and my diary... ' l wouldn't leave you the way I had, during Kota days... '
Well I think I had left my diary during those days and now my diary has left me... 😔
I feel bad and worse is cause these are struggling years and I am full of thoughts and ideas... But I think what I had deduced in utter sarcasm is indeed true... I am a big lazy person... I never wanted to be so... But I've become ...
Alas, I would simply remind the lazy Zoha ... "Light comes to those who pick up the lighter"
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