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So, eons ago, there used to be a poetess who loved to talk so many things that didn't call for much sense but it was her way of saying hi to you people. And in between that, she did throw in some thoughts, dreams and worries. And pictures, too. And I don't know why it took such a long time for her to come back and say hi again after October 8th.
God! It seems so long ago that I was here, on this page, in my blog. One more week, and it would be two months since I visited my blog and wrote something. And it has been long since I wrote anything, too. It's yesterday that I wrote a poem after a long time. And I wrote some sentences of the novel today. At least I am trying before it's too late. But this was not under my plan. In the past one month, I had been feeling estranged from writing. That's strange and not desired from me, I know. But it wasn't like I had a choice.
Anyway, this is just a hi. To let you know I am up and running again. ell, slowly to restart, but I am, and that is what matters. The heart has been having something heavy wedged between its strings... And I still have no idea how to take it out without hurting, or just keep it there without infecting my heart. Either way, it hurts.
So, while I was working on it, my mind was off writing and so many other priorities. But may be I will swing back to the calm and just face it.
One thing is for sure. Each of our heart is incomplete. And it continues to be so until it meets the missing pieces that complete it in time and space and existence. An incomplete heart in another physique, another dimension, another space occupied, another person to pinpoint the explanation. And the truth is that, you may never meet the person, you may never see him/her, you may never touch them. But the bond will exist and persist, no matter where life takes you. No one would ever know... And that person is your soul mate.