Mar 30, 2012

Walking down the memory lane.

I have been staring at this empty typing box for 5 minutes before I actually started typing. Too much to be told, things that were never said before, bonds that no one understood, and an utter load of confusion. But alas, there are no regrets. Hope still keeps the day alive.

When I look back at the first post on this blog, I see what a long way I have come and how many changes took place, I am a completely different person now. In retrospect, I just grew up. Still growing up. Growing more aware of everything and the conscience has started to matter more than it ever did, till date. I am becoming good people, people! Time to change my blog link? I don't know that yet.

I met people who changed my life and molded me into the way I am today and I am thankful to each and every one of them. I am sorry for the things that should have been but did not turn out to be, and I am happy that what was meant to be happened in that moment. The sad part is that I don't know whether I would be able to love anyone the same way ever again. I don't know if I will be able to trust someone again.

But what if someone came along and made all that numbness and void go away?
The hope still remains.


PULKIT said...

one of those posts, that I could relate to....
don't know what else to say

Megan Adamson said...

I can relate to this post too. Just don't stop blogging yet, or I will be totally heartbroken, and you will to be blamed for that!

As a "Newby" to all of this Blogging, I have made a few "friends" being one of them...that I really respect and look forward to reading.
Keep on posting :)

Satans Darling™ said...

Pulkit, I know what you're feeling.

Satans Darling™ said...

Megan, that comment has really touched my heart. I do read your blog whenever I find the time to and I promise to keep up with it :)

Ragpicker said...

Its rather funny how void turns into a living abyss if prolonged in our lives for more than a few years. Knowingly or unknowingly its becomes a part of us , in our soul deeply entrenched somewhere without the slightest chance of leaving us. Only a person who dares to look beyond this oblivion, realizes that this void has casted a discreet shadow which dictates all conscious actions of the life from behind.

Personally, while I have admired your writing for years now, this post has struck a different chord for its abstraction in the meaning of living the numbness. And do I second the others above. Please do not stop writing .. Tkc


Satans Darling™ said...

Rag :) :) :) I really have no words.