Its getting too difficult for me to connect to Megha. Although, in some cases, I definately do, but in future, its going to be difficult. I really don't know what to write. Tried to be Chetan Bhagat part 2 , but i guess, fiction is not my kind. And thank God i have realised this on time.
That sad and lonely image is too depressing for me to continue. And somewhere, she reminds of me, I mean a particular phase of my life, and I dont wanna experience that phase, even in stories, anymore.
But, hopes are still alive. Not being Chetan Bhagat means i can try to be Shobha De kind ;)
So, from this blog onwards, no Megha. Only Neha. And mind you,
Though I don't have those sad eyes
I still have a lot to write.
Tried my hands on fiction but realised
That its simply not my kind ;)
So welcome to my experiences with life
Where there is no room for dullness and only life will shine.
The stories may not be the way i tried
But they ll be one of their own kind.
PS: Hope that I succeed this time
Or I will seriously need a place to hide ;) :D
-Neha :))
That sad and lonely image is too depressing for me to continue. And somewhere, she reminds of me, I mean a particular phase of my life, and I dont wanna experience that phase, even in stories, anymore.
But, hopes are still alive. Not being Chetan Bhagat means i can try to be Shobha De kind ;)
So, from this blog onwards, no Megha. Only Neha. And mind you,
Though I don't have those sad eyes
I still have a lot to write.
Tried my hands on fiction but realised
That its simply not my kind ;)
So welcome to my experiences with life
Where there is no room for dullness and only life will shine.
The stories may not be the way i tried
But they ll be one of their own kind.
PS: Hope that I succeed this time
Or I will seriously need a place to hide ;) :D
-Neha :))
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