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Comeback ceremony 1

...............and so she thought she won't blog anymore. To the fact that i even had to delete her last blog. She almost thought she would never come back to blogging, that she would just silently slip away in the cracks of this vast blogosphere. She wanted no farewell bid, no good bye post, just a silent disappearing act. But here she is, once again.
She did want to run away, from what not even her own soul knows. But she did. She still does, but she won't. Somehow stringing the pieces of life, she is determined to unfold what life wants from her. She is craving to discover her own psyche.
Catching up with the world again, she does feel like living a new life after a month of intransigent paralysis that overpowered her.

As she asks me to key in this first post of her ultra-new blog, she rummages through the days gone by that if it hadn't been the support of her friends, she would have been going through an identity crisis by now.

She has no idea what this scratchpad(yea, that's what she calls it) holds for her, neither do I, all she want is to make out with this one more often, to indulge into those pleasurable moments,to immerse herself and let her soul out.

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  1. it wouldnt be fun if life weren't confusing...if we didnt set up the blogs and then one day delete them and then again come back...the same old person or a new me

    enjoy the adventure :)

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  2. hey thank you so much...
    I know...if i didnt come back life would have been so static..
    thanks 4 ur comment... lucky me you actually read it

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  3. luck only works...once u go to a casino and roll the dice...till then its a boring evening :P

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  4. i know it does...but seems am out of the spehere again..loved your poems though!! thanks 4 commenting

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