let me tell u wts it like to be a blogger- one who maintains.. doesn't mind wasting time on carving words, pics, remns.. just to portray themselves.. on the deepest of occasions. he or she enjoys.. finds meaning in it.. with no exception it'll last each time.. with growing creativity, diversity for the nature of its readers.
one noon, on a drifting vessel overlooking the clear skies, you just wished time doesn't exist. with the breeze blowing past ur face and sceneries of nature unfold along stream, there's an empty seat beside you. the music plays, you just wished to close ur eyes and let it prevail.. her head lying on ur shoulders.. just countlessly dream as long as till the day sets to dusk.
a beautiful trait it is to dream.. smetimes nt knowing why i'd provoke myself to dwell at times.. revisiting places of beauty & memoirs.. did only i coz of questioning? the life of mine.. yet.. after a while, i'd slowly crawl myself out of fantasy and indulge yet again into the realms of reality. just so tt, i'd be putting my life once again to good use.
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