Your memories are so dearest
They make the present look lifeless
And future, much worse
A life through metaphors
Your memories are so dearest
They make the present look lifeless
And future, much worse
More often than not
these late evenings
feels like a lump in my throat;
really hard to swallow
(P.S. The photo is clicked by me.)
Do you miss me too?
Or is it just me,
missing myself?
You live in my head,
prominently,
predominantly.
It feels good to be around people after practicing detachment for a considerable period of time. When something tough happens in life i usually go into hiding. I don’t communicate with friends or distant family and for that amount of time i feel good. I don’t ignore people out of arrogance, i do it out of peace. And now that i am out of that zone of ignoring people, i genuinely think that it’s wonderful to meet new people and talk to them. It gives a different edge to the conversation.
A little desperation, a little loneliness and a lot more need of social interaction makes the most life affirming conversation.
You learn a lot about yourself and you go in the depth of learning about the other person too. Infact you value the other person more than ever. It’s refreshing to talk.
If you guys are in the middle of feeling desperate for a social interaction due to loneliness or whatever reason it could be, i advise you to stay put. Someone will turn up. And you have no idea how beautifully you are going to present yourself in front of people the next time you make a conversation!