welcome, Well Welcome!
This grand inauguration within each one of us is not just a fact, the factual interpretation of our ground work within our hearts have grown so stronger that we can meet our logical invitations inside of our head. That love song ever left unsung just caught the very best rhythm it could, birds already flying high to moralise their wings.
By the way, have you ever stolen my poems from my wings and ever felt guilty about that.
Ever since everything was shutting down to re-splash itself to a ground work I have felt this secret connection with the world which touches me. the more I grow and feel the world around me the more I understand that this relationship isn’t very new. Its ages old, tipped wine! The ‘smelly ‘and tastes sour.
Ever tasted wine? Red deep grape wine, they shake your cavities, unlike the known fact about it.
I was sharing a platform recently with one of my closest friend who happens to be a doctor. He possess great knowledge in football but have never played well. He fears the ball. Can you just guess what he was doing? He just doesn’t want to kick something he loves. Well, only the kind would be able to see that he could actually figure out the score of the match without even getting into the field. Sometimes back he visited us and due to lockdown has to stay with us.
While in home we talk a lot about footballs and definitely I have grown some fond of the game. Today I insisted that we should take a round, just two of us. We started to play and ended up running away from the dogs.
Just as expected, one of us just fell badly and the other is trying to engage the wounds.
Moral that comes out of the space is that we don’t open up a lot, there are many things that binds us, a single drop of confidence and faith in self could take us to million new journeys.