They say, writers are very lonely people in the head. i think i qualify that. Even in a crowd, i can be very lonely, though as a person i seem quite chirpy. My inner self is dark, very dark. i had every intention of deleting every post i had written so far. At a level, they seem so unrelated. what pleasure i would get out of it, i don't know. it is not even to begin life anew by deleting what is old, it is to lament in self-pity that something is gone. You may say, i can hurt. Yes, i can and i can hurt myself the most. “They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars—on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.”
― Robert Frost 
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:) I can relate to what you just said. Do come home babe, anytime. You dont need to think twice for that.
Arunima,
hugs to you baby! I hope everything is fine. Please donot be so dejected. Have faith , you will eventually know why something happened to you and what intention universe had behind it. Darling , i just soooo hope that its a temporal phase and things will be back to normal once again.
take care honey.
Just be.
Dark, yes, and there would be no light and colors if not for the dark.
Hey... A very Happy New year to you... You are Arunima! The Glow of Dawn!!!! Don't forget that my dear! The night may be dark. Lonely. But, there is always the bright rays of a glorious new morning waiting to light up your life! Hope and patience...dear dear Arunima!!!
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