My dear blogger friends,
I was thinking about this since last couple of days and I have made up my mind.
I’ve been blogging for like four months and already blessed with ‘round 100 friends. All good things should end and if they don’t end…they turn bad and ugly. Same goes with my populace writing.
Within few hours I’ll reach ‘City of dreams’ after completing my graduation. And I’m feeling all nostalgic and I’m unable to embed this feeling into my mind, my heart.
I’ve decided to write for myself and I won’t publish it on my blog. I’ll click photographs but only for my atonement. Unfortunately I won’t be able to get email notifications from all your blogs.
I’m still unsure about how long will I stay away from reality but the fact is I need time for introspection, self-contemplation.
I have decided this as I’ll be writing something different from what I usually scribble. I’ll write about what I’m going through, unpointed thoughts and superfluous expressions.
Sherlock Holmes rightly pointed out, “Love is a dangerous disadvantage”. Be it love for writing, love for someone, and love for arts as a whole.
And plus I still have to figure out whereabouts about my career then I’m emotionally unstable too which will reflect on my thoughts and hence writing. Changing lifestyle…lost friends, end of irresponsibleness. So it’s better to take a pause here.
Maybe it’ll be just a week before I join you back…maybe months or maybe years or maybe I’ll never come back.
Bye….and yes, I’m sorry. Hate it, but can’t help it. Take care.
And I’m uploading one of my photographs which I bask like anything, it soothes me.
My house, My world.
