Twelve months have gone by like a whirlwind. And I am not talking about a calendar year. Twelve months going back from this day.
All of a sudden life just took off with a bang and since then its been like riding a tiger, with no way of getting off. Even If I managed, the tiger would consume me and if not the fall will definitely kill me.
A Domino effect, and its only the beginning.
An age has dawned upon me where I have had to forego the essence that made up my being, for there is no room left between, the acceptance of the image I have become versus a true portrayal of myself.
Oh it was never supposed to be this way. I thought I was writing the story and at some point I should have come up on top but instead I seem to have gone much deeper with no climax in sight. I tried so hard to save the day but I could only manage to light a single candle to cradle the night.
And maybe there is no hero, no villain or maybe I am the hero and the villain.
From the stains of coffee, I drew up dreams which all got washed away by the tears of bittersweet love. Clutching on to a sacred “Talisman”, two bags full of whatever Iife I could stuff into them, took off in a direction hoping to forget everything I knew.
But since when did life heed to what we do.
As I learn’t, physical distance is a pseudo substitute to truly moving on.
And finally when there has been a comma to this endless sentence of a year gone by, I look back to see a version of myself still staring at an image of the past.
The past comprises of so many stories, where the last chapter was unwritten for the heart always chose to not let go.
But it cannot continue anymore as age stands to remind me that life is finite.
Innocence gave way to wisdom.
The “Talisman” lay broken somewhere.
And here is where, I let go !
Vivek
Dear Reader
This is the last post on this blog. With the end of this post, the journey of this blog has come to an end.
Thank you for reading.
Farewell and Best Wishes,
Vivek Ramnani
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