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Notes on a dying experience

When the feelings of love, regret, loss, passion, atonement, pain and sacrifice can’t be put into words to be said to you; then please know that it is not the silence of the empty, rather it is the silence of the overwhelmed explorer who was once content and pure and now is alive, caring, unsure and skeptical.

Uniform is an advice, easy to be said. Everyday is completely different from the other. Is this a gift or a curse? Differentiate between actions and motions and you shall come close to the ability of decision making.

For the past few months I’ve cried and cried. Sometimes I wonder if my tears have awakened me, refreshed me or drained me!

If I could go back in time knowing what I know now, would I make the same decisions and commit the same actions?

If you are a bird, then I probably am one too! For I become a mirror of you.

They all died in the fire I started.