Duniya wallon…. kaise ho?
Long long time passes and we show not our pretty face to you, internet. Such is life, no?
There are things that one does and one likes doing and then one stops doing and then one does not resume doing because one is scared that one cant do these things anymore. The fear of writing another word after ages is such one ‘doing thing’. And why? Because the love is not lost but what is love is not returned.
That pretty much suffices my reason to take so long to return to you as a writing person, internet. Now I will tell you a funny thing. The damn cursor is not blink blink blink- ing on this white sheet of virtual canvas where I so want to paint my love and carve my words. That is making me very very insecure. But stout-hearted we are and a non blink blink blinking cursor shall not move us from our macbare intention to proceed towards our delusions. We are strange, my love. Oh! we are.
Right. Now we have run out of things to say.
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So, after having needlessly wasted your time, Internet… with a shaky promise of perhaps being here tomorrow again , I call it a good bye.
I think that the writer’s humility is getting the better of you. Write and leave it up to others to read. I’m sure we’ll disagree yet another time but keep writing…